Words are still Words, whether you say I’m Happy To Be Here , or reassure a crying friend with It’s Okay . When the retail worker tells you to Have A Nice Day , or a teacher saying Great Job  after handing back your fully correct test. Words are still Words, when your brother calls you a whore , or you’re coldly told by an adult that You’re A Disappointment . When your friend refers to you as Fat , or you look in the mirror, seeing your Gross , Ugly  reflection. Words are still Words, no matter if they are Band-Aids or Bullets.