Walk by the loner
the boy in the corner
he is just the outsider
the one they over look
yet he will make the difference
the girl in the stall
crying out
in wretched sighs
like the soul is gasping for air
but do you bother? will you even care?
no its just another person
The pup on the street
ragged down
munching on scraps
do you save her
no you just let it be
let it be
let it be
said the beatles
but would they have if they knew what it’d mean
if they knew  that everyone would mind
mind their own business in time
yet in no time will they see
and we vanish
let us be

Pretty face, All that’s seen
Seen not heard anymore
The way mother says it should always be
Painted a pretty face to hide
Hide the shame
Pain
Blame
Lies
She just wants to die
Oh no
You’re too pretty to die
You must be mine
Says every ******* to every dime
Its hard when you want to just cry
Oh wait don’t
The mascara will drip
That *****
But take it
We arent all perfect
In fact there is no such thing
Perfection is another lie
The one mother cries
It makes me sick to think
Think that the one that brings you in
Brings me in to another lie
Lies on the ground and takes it
Its a thrill to get these chills
Chills down to realize the bruises
Bruises her ego to see how it looks
Looks on the other side
Thinks
****
Just messing up my situation