Words cut deep; seperating the flesh.
arms from words that "never hurt."
Hurt more than you thought.
Like honey they drip from your lips.
Like the bees that chase after it they sting me.
Everywhere I turn more bees.
Why I wonder.
Haaven't they hurt me enough?
Not until I see the hurt.
But never will they see.
Too good at hiding the pain.
My smile is a fake one.
One that is plastered to my face.
Just there for you to see.
But when I return to my safe house.
The hurt releases.
Sticks and stones take away the pain.
Why can't it all go away?
I have a friend who cut. But bullies are not fun. If yo are getting bullied, it will stop. I promise.
A bit emo...