Sticks and stones
They can break your bones
But hate filled words
Fly around like birds

Those birds are planes
Dropping bombs filled with pain
And the pain is like a stain
It has a vise grip on the mind

It makes a person feel like they want to disappear
They don't want anyone to be near
There days are stacked with fear
There life they can no longer stear

A smile plastered to there face
But you should know that they're fakes
Because inside they're dying
Ther're hearts are crying

They try to hide they're scars
But they are no different then the stars
Easily seen against the night sky
But they still continue to lie

They keep there heads down
Trying to hide the frown
I want them to know
That wherever they go

No matter what anyone says
You are all beautiful
Keep your head up
Because you can see heaven easier that way

And after the pain
There will be healing
So keep holding on
Because there will be better days