Ernestgirl

Paper skin and plastic bones Easily broken by sticks and stones But it’s the words that rip the deepest holes And I can see you screaming Though you never let it show Just below your skin And I can hear it calling Oh so loudly asking Asking for redemption From what I don’t know From what I learned not to hear And I’ll try to help But no matter what I do I feel it won’t get through Because I cannot imagine What it’s like.