Sticks and Stones, by Natalie Subscribe to rss feed for Natalie

Sticks and stones may break my bones, 
But words can break a heart.
Everytime i get somewhere 
I end up at the start.

I do so much for everyone,
But no one really cares.
All i get is an empty room,
And a world full of stares.

Everywhere i turn,
I always see a frown.
No matter where i go,
Someone trys to bring me down.
Posted: 2006-02-08 05:46:22 UTC

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2006-02-07 13:15:29 Kirsty (living in the light)
I love this poem as it is so true and it reminds me of the way people make me feel about being a christian please read my peotry.

2006-02-08 19:55:07Faith
I understand completely... sounds like my entire high school career. Well done!