For you Gina. R.I.P

We talk in school, to our friends, to our family, even to strangers. A lot of the time we end up saying things we don't mean. Or sometimes we say things as a joke. But those jokes, they hurt.
They get under your skin. All those times when you hurt someone, even when it doesn't show, it becomes a growing tumor of pain, ready to explode. And suddenly it does.
People can seem perfectly normal, or what we call normal. They can seem like the happiest person on the face of the Earth. But in their heart, they are not.
Each night children cry because of bullies. Many of those times the bullies are friends. And death has become those weeping childrens outlet. Before the families even know it, the child is gone. Never to be heard again.
Words are strong. Words are like a bullet, waiting to make a puncture in a person. Some times the bullets are dodged. Then after a while you give in. You get sick of dodging the bullet, and let it go to your heart. Then suddenly your gone. Words are powerful. Watch what you say. You never know, they may go through the heart.