Words are created for understanding
They birth your knowlegde
But some they create your mood.
They challenge your wisdom
They mold your lives
And often your're effected by criticism.
Some words they give life
And encourage your heart
To do the best you can.
Yet some are said
They put you down
To make you sit up and stand.
Some words depend
On who says them
This can develope a mental film.
That plays over and over
In the back roads of your mind
Dispite the time they were in.
They are said to change you
To strenthen your backbone
But instead it weakens the flesh.
So what do you do
To honor contructive critism
When actually it hurts the heart.
You tell the world to take cover now
Because you're in charge
Of making a new start.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-a-word/
