Words

To me
It looks as if your mouth is a...

Gun.

It's full of words
That are drenched in hate
Waiting to throw harmful words my way

You think I'm not as good as you
So your always in my face
Spewing venom from your jaws
Wanting to show your hate

And everyday your eyes are locked
Your already thinking of words...
words...
words....

You say I'm not pretty.
You say I have a big nose.
You call me poser.
You calll me a clone.

Everything you say
Is like a bullet to my chest

You think its funny to bring me down
Just so you can see me frown.

But its not right for you to load up your gun
and point it right at me

Don't you see how much you've broken me?
Or is that exactly how you want me to be?

Paper cuts burn
Stepping on a lego kills
But your words,
do more to me
than death itself.