Stick and stones may break my bones
But your words will never hurt me
Throw all you want, you'll never get me
I'll give you that glare but stalk off
Stick and stones may break break my bones
But your words may get under my skin
You hold your head high but no triumph smile
I'll watch you, ignoring your words and walk off
Stick and stones may break my bones
But your words are making me think twice
You see my scars, my skeleton form, you just smirk
I hold my head low, my curtain hair covering my puffy eyes
Stick and stones may break my bones
But your words are breaking me
You see me tripping, stumbling down the hall
You hold your head high with a triumph smile
I look at you with haunted eyes
Stick and stones may break my bones
But your words have finally killed me
You wait for me down the hallway
I never show, my body hanging from the beams in my dorm
Stick and stones may break my bones
But your words haunt me daily
As the blood dripped over the sticky notes of every word you called
Me.
People screamed, cried or to stunned at the news
Stick and stones may break my bones
But words can hurt or kill you
Your too stunned to do anything
You didn't think it would get this far
Your name was on a sticky note
The principal came up to you
She shook her head
Sorrow filled her eyes
The only thing your remember is…
Her haunted eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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