MEAN WORDS DON'T MEAN SHIT


 

 

 

I was young, naive you could say,
I would let kids call me names all day,
A dot for every-time I’ve been called a hoe.
Words thrown about me felt like a nasty blow.
Ive been told I’m every word in the rainbow,
You too? Raise your hand up, let em know!
Theses words don’t mean shit, ZERO.

 

I was young, naive you could say,
I didn’t defend myself, I had nothing to say.
The nasty words were beginning to drain me hollow.
I’d go home, think to my self “What’s the point of tomorrow?”
Thoses words dragged me through great deep depth.
If I got one [of few] thing to say to my younger self;
To be strong isn’t just physically, little willow.
Think rationally, don’t fight back, lay low.
Mean words don’t mean shit, ZERO.


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