I can't help but want to cry
when you don't reply
from my lips it draws a sigh
It makes me seem clingy
But the matter has a different reality
If you only knew how I feel
You wouldn't force me to deal
with the hate from others
right?
What would you do
If you woke
And found out I had broke
I couldn't be me
Because it would hurt to see
My spirit turned to smoke
Whenever someone spoke
Words,
always the weapon of choice,
Never any suger
to combat the spice
"Sticks and stones
may break my bones
but words can never hurt me"
Is pure B.S.
I wish they would just confess
To the torture they put me through
I know it can't erase the past
There is no button for undo
But there is forgive
And forget
Would you forget me?
You don't know how I feel
