Empty stomach and a heart full of pain,
This teenage tragedy is not the same,
His ears are closed and his eyes are blind,
To the 'perfections' that people like to find,
About his eyes, about his smile,
These lies are all too vile,
To even think or speak these words,
When all they do is make him hurt,
Make him pick out more of his flaws,
Cut them apart behind closed doors,
So much hate it is darker than hell,
Too much agony to even tell,
The people he knows will understand,
He'll lie again and again as much as he can,
And hide the truth beneath the earth,
To save the ones he loves because they're more than he deserves.