If I were to scream
I know that I'll still be ignored
Because the words from my mouth
Are so misunderstood
So instead I say I'm ok
And life around me still goes on
It's just another word in the box that
Is one day gonna overflow
I put my music up high to drown out the voices that are sharper than knives
The ones that scar me on the inside
On the outside there's nothing to show
But on the inside it tells a story i never want to know
Words can be more harmful than guns and knives
They hurt a person on the inside
A blow right to their core
But still people say it's just words
Words can kill
It's a deadly thing
Bullets of speech harms our mind
Our secret place that we can confide
Bang bang bang
The bullets of words has shot again
Leaving nothing except an empty man
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A book of my poems (please read)
PoetryWhen I'm up late at night and my brain is working over time words pop up. Most of the time I write those words down and these are what comes out. I write down what I feel, this is basically the purest and most realest thing that will ever come from...
