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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