Inside Out

Words can hurt you like a knife,

Take your joy, give you strife.

Cause you to sit and wonder why,

Or if your eyes will always cry.

Look between the words we read,

Meaning there is what you need.

Often words aren’t as they look,

You can’t read people like a book.

Faceless names will sing and talk,

Remember to some it’s a new walk.

Lets be gentle and lets be kind,

So friends in heart is what we find.

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