Things can change on a dime.
We have all heard that rhyme.
The one about sticks and stones,
where they broke bones.
But their words can't hurt you
Don't you dare say,
that words can't hurt me.
That words hurt any less than stones
Cause your stones might break bones,
But it is your words that pierce my skin.
Its words that lead to disaster
Its words that lead to death
Bones can heal,
But the same can not be said.
For those that thought,
They could find peace only after,
They lie dead.

Those that survive are left with scars.
Everything that you said,
Every ill-intentioned statement,
Remains in their minds.
Every time you turn deaf,
The the cries of those,
That needed help the most
Are unforgotten
Don't you dare say,
That you're sorry,
You don't have the right.
Because of those that had knives,
For tongues and a heart cold as ice
Many are not here for this christmass night

Because of bullies in the school
Because of the monsters,
That lurk behind screens
Because of the people that just stood by,
And watched them attack you
You feel as though you are being swallowed whole
By the jaws of despair
Don't you dare say
that things will be alright
Not when the sharks are circling,
Waiting for you to make a mistake.
Just so they can tear you apart.