Scarred By Syllables
In the depths of a soul, a foundation's laid
A wall of inferiority, brick by brick, it's made
Years of whispers,
"you're not enough",
“you're so dumb”,
“Why are you being so sensitive?”,
“It was just a joke”
Thousands of words, like daggers to the soul
Cutting deep, leaving scars that never unfold
Hundreds of hours of tears that fell like rain
A heart that's just so heavy, with the weight of pain
The bricks are laid, one by one, with every hurtful word
A wall that's built, on shaky ground,
The voices of others, a cacophony which leads to shame
Drowning out the whispers, of your own name
The pain seeps in, like a slow-moving stain
A feeling of worthlessness, that refuses to wane
It's a weight that's carried, a burden to bear
A heart that's broken, with no one to care
And slowly, the seeds of doubt takes root
A garden of insecurity, where fears bloom fruit
The whispers grow louder, a deafening roar
"Something's wrong with me, and I'll never be more"
The world outside, a distant hum
A blur of faces, that don't see the harm that's done
The pain within, a constant ache
A reminder that you're not enough, a mistake
The wall of inferiority, it stands tall
A monument to pain, that refuses to fall
A reminder of the words, that cut so deep
A heart that's broken, a soul that weeps.
