Words are sharper that knives, they said
It could destroy, demotivate and kill
But some words really rip you down to shreds
Unsaid words; oh such a bitter pill
Nobody said it, it’s not meant to be for you
It might slip off someone’s mouth; accidentally
Or maybe a small hint; an fortuitous clue
But once you hear them, it hurts you mentally
Sharper than knives, stronger than a backstab
You thought you trusted the right one; wrong
A slap in the face, continued with a jab
You didn’t know, but I guess they hate you all along
|S.R.|
