Words can hurt,
Especially those that are not intended to.
“Bullying” they call it
May not be so obvious as it seems.
Kids walk through the halls
Smiling on the outside,
Crying on the inside.
Words pour out of sneering mouths like acid
Eating up happiness as if it were metal.
Too many young souls sit alone in their rooms at night
Struggling to find the humor behind the phrases
That cut through them like knives.
Those last two words behind every insult
Do not erase what was said before.
I guess everyone is