“Sticks and stones may break your bones,
But words won’t do a thing.”
A total lie, I’ve told myself,
‘Cause words do more than sting.
They rip and tear your hearts to shreds
Like a vicious hurricane.
And when you think it’s good and done
They’ll make you go insane.
They invade your mind subconsciously
And resonate every day.
They taunt you, haunting whispers,
And once they’re in, they’re there to stay.
You thought your words were pinpricks,
Only scratching the surface.
But those pins were like iron knives
Whose wounds don’t cease to exist.
So beat your sticks, and throw your stones,
And don’t forget your harsh words too,
‘Cause all this pain you’re causing me
Will be the guilt I’m causing you.
