okay so this is old and still i think unfinished but i don't know if i want to finish this... and yes i'm too lazy to put this as what ever so i post my poetry in my journal deal with it. *disclaimer- the first two lines of this is not mine(heck anybody and every body should know that.) i just extended this to make it longer with my own words got it good*

Sticks and stones,
May break my bones.
But Words will,
Shatter my Soul.

So keep throwing those stones,
While my battered soul moans.
For the consequences will come,
With the shattering of hearts home.

like i said unfinished but as of yet i have not thought of what else to add to it.