"hey, how are you?"
"oh, just tired."

that what we all say.
it's the same old boring conversations,
the same useless, emptied words,
that we're always listening to.
and we have the audacity to wonder why so many kids are killing themselves,
when they're the ones who had said the same blatant words,
and they've bottled their feelings in hundreds upon thousands of cellars,
they had plastered on their fake smiles
until they looked around,
sick of what they saw,
tired of it all.
because they didn't want it.
because they wanted more.
they wanted what we couldn't see.
individuality.

all we saw were more hollow faces.

they tell you what you can and can't be,
that you can't be the doctor,
you can't run your own business,
that you'll never make any music good enough for anybody important,
you won't make any film worth watching.
we retaliate, "no, i am who i am
and who I strive to be"
but that's just what we think,
our exteriors scream with falsity,
we bleed fake smiles
and we continue on,
pushed and beaten around
and pretend like it's nothing
as we bottle up who we truly are,
tighten our smiles,
paint on masks of indifference,
while we slowly barge the way for freedom
becoming more like them,
and less like us,
until we completely lose who we really are
and we're left with the vacant bodies
that are too drunk on what society says
to realize that we aren't who we really are.

we're the dawn of the same old ages,
each still going out and getting drunk
thinking it's cool to be just like everyone else,
they all say, "oh you're so special",
"you're like nobody i've ever met"
but they're all the same kids,
ready with the arsenal of sin society gives them.
the same gossip.
the same lies.
we all say,
"same!"
"me."
but is that really the veracity of it all?
we aren't the same,
but we've made ourselves that way by our words and our actions.
we watch films over bullying that make us cry while we watch actors bleed,
and we say, "oh that's so terrible,
i'd never bully."
but we do!
that's all we do!
have we really become so blind that we can't see past our own terrible selves?
we constantly rip each other apart with sticks disguised as jokes,
gossip on our lips as we throw our stones.
we stand up for what we believe to be right,
and then we constantly squander over who's really got it figured out,
but then we turn around and say things that aren't true,
we break people apart just because we don't agree with them,
and why?
because they aren't you.

they say "be yourself",
but the reality of it all is what they mean:
"be like us, or you aren't us,
because if you aren't us,
then you're nothing."
and what better way to strike the fear of being the outsider,
than to threaten depression,
loneliness,
hurt?
the fear of being nothing?
this is the foundation of society,
we keep saying that we're the change,
but really,
we're just machines,
programmed to be the same thing,
doing the same old ***** deeds,
and when one malfunctions,
we make an example of them by making them self-destruct,
and what do we do but mourn the lost, broken machine
that we taunted and tainted them to be.
because being yourself is dangerous,
so it's better to just be fake, right?

"same."