Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me
That's a lie. The best way to break me is using you're voice
I'm rubber and you're glue. Whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you.
But there is always residue. Leftover crumbs that repeat over and over again.
Your words are bullets, your mouths a gun
Is that why you silence mine
Words speak louder than actions
A few insults and you've won
Words can be forgiven but not forgotten
Why can't you remember that
Use your words
LET ME USE MINE
This is my story. These are my thoughts. This is who I am.
But I wonder who I am Under this mask
Who I could be away from depression