The Worst Day in a Life

Sticks and stones
Might break my bones
But words will never harm me
Trust and love go hand in hand
But what if he lied to me...
I cut and burn starve and cry
Yet I've tried so hard not to lie
You broke my heart back in march
So why should this month be any different
I can cry
Want to die
But your the one with punishment
Sticks and stones will break our bones
Words will forever haunt us
Trust and love do go hand in hand
So I'll just hold your pinky.