Those words, they pierce the skin
I can’t deny that I tried to hide them
Those scars you made, the bruises internal
I misjudged my reach and fell in front of you
For you to stand tall, kick me down and make me suffer

Piercing words, that’s all they are
They will not mean a thing
Not to them, not to you
Only poor me

I wanted to comfort you, hold you
Protect you and guide you
But you grabbed my honor, my heart
And my creed
Broken down and worn out into pieces
And now I collapse on the floor
Happiness out the door

Piercing words, that’s all they are
They will not mean a thing
Not to them, not to you or anyone
Only for a simpleton that is me

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