Emotions are strange
We eat them away
And we bottle them up
And we throw them away
We're scared to talk to our friends
We're scared to talk to our family
Writing down how you feel
Can mend you and help you heal
YOU ARE READING
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can possibly heal me.
PuisiThese are some of my original poems if you would like to use them in any way please message me :) Also I would love to hear your feedback!! (Edit: some might not make sense and some are not poems and thoughts but that's probably very few)
