All these things they put me through
Do they not see what words can do
One simple word can bleed me out
Or choke and bruise and fill with doubt
What is this life worth anymore
They say not much, and they ignore
The side effects of their drugged words
The ones that sting and cut and burn
How are they blind to what's so clear
Is it my life style that they fear
Do they push me down, only to raise them up
Do they themselves never feel good enough
I wish they could see just what words do
They cut and tear my heart in two
It's like every whisper is a knife
One that carelessly ends my life
I bleed and hurt because of them
If only they would see my skin
Maybe they would live and learn
How harsh words are and what needs to be done
Maybe when I'm dead they'll see
How they were wrong and cruel and mean
Maybe they will become new
And start being wise of the words they chose
