Words

Your words are like broken glass,
They cut me up inside,
Words hurt me far too often,
And you don't even realise.

I cry myself to sleep,
Thinking about what you've said.
Can't you think before you speak?
Say something nice instead.

The saying about those sticks and stones,
And words never hurting me,
It's so false. It's not true.
Words DO hurt, can't you see?

Words hurt more than physical pain,
The feelings you have are severed.
So before you say something hurtful,
Remember words stay with people forever.