Feeling Words

What’s the saying? How did it go? Sticks and stones Can be a blow But words won’t leave You shattered? Justified, This cannot be, When hurtful words You cannot flea, Even upon Isolation. Ideas like these Should be put To bed. They cause more harm Within your head, Then help Within reason. Scars, wounds, and gashes That leave the soul To grieve Are just the tip Of the iceberg Of what remarks Can leave. What solace Could be found Within these empty words? To seek some comfort From this saying Is startlingly absurd. The sting from perjure Is marked as distorted. False feelings conjured, Yet hurt is not averted. A tear stained cheek, A quivering lip, Fail in being skirted. So why do we Continue To tell our youth This lie? To send them down the path Where feelings go to die? We need to foster Expression! To broadcast, “It’s okay To feel a little hurt When you have been Betrayed!” It’s normal to feel Saddened When times turn cruel. Your emotions wont abide By another rule. Its time to start A movement, Instead of bottling the hurt, That these words are false Because everyone is diverse. It’s normal to be skinny. It’s normal to be fat. It’s normal to feel mannish. It’s normal to be black. It’s fine having acne. It’s fine being gay. It’s common to express religion. Today is your day! Appearances might be Distressing, But every body changes. Remember all the butterflies Had ugly Worm-like phases. You may ask How these opposites Could reside within the norm. But no human being Has exactly the same form. Be yourself. Do what you like, And say how you feel. They may say you don’t fit in, But it’s better to be real.