Sticks and Stones
People do not think always when they speak
Some words can change us and set us apart
We have heard it before, fat, fool, fag, freak
These words are like sharp daggers through the heart
Everybody thinks they know the true story
But closed doors hide all the pain and the scars
My life feels worthless, not so full of glory
Trapped in steel cage, behind the metal bars
I can think of one way out of this mess
The pain is too much, just take it and try
Should have been fine if I’d taken one less
But now it’s too late, thanks for the good cry
Was it worth the cruel words you forced my way?
I am gone for good Jerks, what should you say?