We're just a sad generation.
A generation filled with bad choices
And no regrets.
Teenagers who want to find a way
To make someone happy,
Proud.
But we've lost our way.
We swear too much;
Care too little,
And are perfectly content with it.
We do dangerous,
Careless things
Without looking back.
Crying at night and trying not to scream.
And we plaster on those little grins,
Until the walls start to melt
Like candle wax.
And as our outer layers are melted away,
We're forced to turn your way
With the permanent scowl
That our lives have cursed us with.