sticks and stones make break your bones but,
words will leave invisible scars that haunt you.
the first time someone teased me i was taught to laugh,
they tease you cause they like you,
why are you so upset its a compliment you should be happy,
so the next time i smiled and let the words carve my soul,
wondering if everyone felt this way but to afraid to ask,
teachers never noticed when i would slip away to cry,
telling no one how much it hurt to smile.
days turned to months which turned to years,
the teasing never stopped but i learned to hide,
others went outside but i stayed away from the arsenal,
each day a new weapon was added to their tongues,
only way to survive was to stay small and disappear,
turn yourself invisible so they won't notice how broken you are,
damaged childhood memories will always haunt you.
hope you can find some sleep at night.