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Just Beyond My Reach


Some say sticks and stone may bring my bones But words will never hurt me. Yes, sticks and stones leave me scratched up a bit But words, leave me useless. See when you hold someone up for ridicule Thinking you’re so cool, making jokes in school, Leaving them feeling like a foolish tool – Lightweight and easy to break You seem to forget your biggest mistake. When you walk down the halls, strutting your stuff Thinking I’ve had it at home, I’ve had enough So you pull out your defensive threat To eat up the hurt that made you upset. And it worked. The little girl went home dripping in tears Tripped down the stairs where she stayed Lying, sighing, wondering why in the world she was even trying – to live Since you told her she was a worthless pig. She felt her heart break just a little bit more Wondering who else believed she was a waste of space A pointless being, a big disgrace. To you it was a ventilation of the anger you had inside But to put on line another person Was there nothing else you could have tried. I hope one day the world will exist As a place where bully will be dismissed And that’s when life will truly be bliss.
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