You haven't climbed the branches of hate
Disguised as a mansion
That are wrapped tight around
My once, young lungs
Playing a numb song:
"Ra-pa pum-pum."

No one sees it's a ******* up world, even a blind man could see

That to fake happiness you have to be who others expect you to be

My friends all laugh and hang around, you don't need water to be drowned

I live in a place where my soul is repeatedly *****

A school, a prison where there is no escape