Sticks And Stones
by John Bytheway
Sticks and stones can break my bones but names can never hurt me.
but oh the hurt I feel inside when friends I,ve known desert me.
For now I,m left to walk the crowded halls of school alone,
And wonder whats been said today when the whispering is done.
And when I kneel to pray at night I shed a little tear,
And ask for Heavenly Father's love and trust he will be near.
Now if you want to break some bones some sticks and stones will do,
But if you want to break a heart just spread a lie or two.
'Cause sticks and stones may break some bones, but broken bones can mend,
But spread around an evil fib and the hurt may never end.