Submissions by yourdarkboi (kersionix)

sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me"
is what you always hear
but at the time
words werent knives
just inocent playthings
but everything corrupts
if you give it time
if its just a puppet
silent as a mime
yeah sticks may poke and prod
and stones leave bruises
but words make you question if there is a god
and in arguments your side always loses
stones and sticks may leave scars
but what you say can too,
they say you can reach for the stars
but to limit what you do
you may be sore...

if you saw me walking down the street
you'd never say a word
because if we ever did meet
my heart'd be obscured
i hide my face
i hide my heart
i know my place
i dont even try to start
in this crazy world
you cant be sane
so join the mess
join the pain
i see you
i laugh inside
because you too,
try to hide
but as you try,you fail
i see you start to flail
i start to pale
because your life has gone stale
i know we have established
that you cant wish away the pain
i know im just a side...

living,dying
its all the same
it matters not in time
or place
100 years back or 100 years later
you still dont matter
if your fat or ugly
no one cares
size does matter
if your not the right one
you have nothng
and your not invisable if you never existed in the first place
i never existed
im just a filler
between the guiniuses and beuityful
im not a person
never was
nothing numbs this