Words cut deeper than any sword
You may not know how much you make them hurt
You may think that their tears a big reward
You need to understand their pain when you make them feel lower than dirt
Although their pain my not be visible
Its all to real
To you and me it may be invisible
But its how they feel
They often keep it locked up inside
With no one to talk to
They try to find a place to hide
Thinkin, that by themselves this they can get though
Lookin for relief from their pain
They grab a knife
As the blood starts to stain
For a moment they are again filled with life
With each hate-filled scream
Living a normal life
Seems more and more like a dream
And the more they rely on their knife
A word that is spoken kind
And knowing someone is there
May help them change their mind
Just let them know you care.