sticks and stonesA Poem by shanea re-written peiceSticks and stones So here is what you all seemed to want The broken, cracked shell from your words This is what you’ve created Is it what he deserved? Beaten up and put down, The razor world is where he calls home And off the pages off his life Run the tears, the tears And I’ve torn inside so many times To see if I was built wrong Nothing seems to be so different I feel the same as you, I bleed the same as you And I’ve torn inside so many times Nothing seems wrong I've torn inside so many times Somehow it helps Sticks and stones may break my bones But your words may just kill me The whispers behind my back Hurt worse than the punches to the face And I fell inside the dark place so many times But I always get back out No matter what I try You always seem to drag me down It just gets too much, sometimes Back to the razor world, The only place I feel at home And I’ve torn inside so many times To see if I was built wrong Nothing seems to be so different I feel the same as you, I bleed the same as you And I’ve torn inside so many times Nothing seems wrong I've torn inside so many times Somehow it helps So here now you have the shell And you won't even look upon him Just wait till he rises, put him back down again You see the broken shell But it's not worth your gaze When the blood has spilt You'll convince your self That your hands are clean And I’ve torn inside again Everything looks different This will be the last time For I know I’m not the same as you © 2009 shane |
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1 Review Added on November 12, 2009 Authorshanegalway, IrelandAboutShane, 21 Years old so far. Most of what i post on here are lyrics, i should say that i have never really been interested in poetry, the first poem i wrote was written last year ('09) i found you, .. more..Writing
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