We're just frustrated youth
and we're stuck in our ways
searching for answers
as we live out the days

On the fast track
to our last laugh
drive our fast cars
to the shady bars
drink our feelings away
till we can't feel the pain

Live a reckless life
and we don't think twice
got a point to prove
and nothing to lose
go where we're not allowed
so what, we're ****** up and proud

We're just frustrated youth
and we're stuck in our ways
searching for answers
as we live out the days.

Welcome to our home
Where actions don’t speak louder than words
Where silence is a relief
And you’d rather eat alone.

Our “Hellos”
Turn into “Hell no’s”
And there are no hugs and kisses
Only blows and misses.

You learn to slow your breathing
And appear to be asleep
To avoid the shallow apologies
That won’t mean a thing next week.

Welcome to our home
Where you’re summoned and sent away like a dog
Where you wake up in the morning
And you’d rather go to school.

Our friends are always over
Our fridge is always full
Just ask Jack Daniels
We’re his second home.

Broken street lights
Dim against the black of night
Cast shadows on the wall behind us
The red brick smolders from the heat between you and I
Clothes soaked from the summer rain
Laughing we lay down on the empty road
Where only the memories of cars drive by
Hands intertwined
We look to the stars above
And watch as the world goes by
The sound of two breathing as one fills our ears
My head on your chest
The beating of your heart echoes mine
Hanging onto the shadows of yesterday’s youth
Not yet ready to face the consequences
Let us once again feel alive

The chorus
And the rhythm
Listen to the rain fall
All through the
Night
The wind
Whistling to the
Tune of the brewing storm
All through the
Night
The bass
Of thunder
Thumping rumbling
All through the
Night
The lights
The flashing
The strobe-ing of lightning
All through the
Night

I will be as I am
Not as you pretend me to be.
Defiant until the end.

Scars are simply small reminders
That you are alive
And you will survive.

I fight the urge to break down and cry
No
I refuse to look weak
I tell myself that I am strong
That I will smile through it all
I will laugh at the pain
And scoff at the struggle
I will flip my hair over my shoulder
Straighten my shoulders
Hold my head up high
And put one foot in front of the other
No matter what
I will carry on.