Me, a little girl and little words

Always seem to say

These little lines raw and unheard

Will help me get away

Into the labyrinth of my mind

Trapped in its abyss

They all see, but are blind

They all  turn and dismiss

We all fake smiles

Living in a monotone world

We all judge, are given trials

Not minding that we're unfurled

We live in endless denial

Thinking everything is fine

I slowly taste the bile

What is wrong with our minds

Being all hypocritical

But never admitting

Always being so analytical

"No, young lady that isn't very fitting"

Saying "Yes, I'll change my ways"

Only to crawl back again

Why this continual craze

We must fix our ways and mend

Cause if we don't, we'll be what we fear

We are in the nightmare, reality

Monsters, killers, death, and tears

We'll be a living dead society