Words

Sticks and stones may break my bones 

But the words you stay still hurt me

 

They crawl into my brain 

Invading my thoughts

Controlling my actions 

And dragging me down 

 

I may put on a face 

That says "So what?"

but deep inside I wonder

"What if there right?"

 

I know I should let it go 

Be confident about myself 

But I can't help it 

When you're shooting me words 

Like bullets

Shattering my concentration

And blocking my mentality

To where I can't think any longer






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