Society killed the teenager It burned her it hurt her Made her feel worthless But is she Is she I mean id love an answer because all anyone has ever said was Why are you so weird whats wrong with your hair Why are you always alone standing over there Are you okay Did you finally **** yourself today
But she thinks that if she can just start over She can change herself completely It never worked She changed herself till she was nothing more than plastic She was nothing more than what you would call an outsider A ****** a dork a nerd a freak etc
But what she has underneath would burn someone just to know what she has gone through it would bring you to your knees crying Give you the worse migrain head ache Wishing you could take it all back But yet not to be that simple
For all she wanted was to fit in It wasn’t her plan to be an outcast Are you happy Huh are you happy now For she never hurt a soul Yet the only emotion she has ever felt Was pain for she had no love she had noone to tell her That she was loved
But not everyone gets that kind of help well I time atleast because when some like that happens to someone they never think to look behind the smile plastered on her plastic face just to think if we lived in a world that noone had to anything to fear that we had to change ourselves to fit in no one had to fear anything noone had to hide behind a curtain To cover them up because they are afraid noone will like them
Society killed the teenager It hurt her and burned her At her funeral her parents were parents were morning finding out what she was going through while her “friends” and all her bullies are living their life and giggling not knowing that she was a girl looking and hoping to be accepted and you wouldn’t help her and you were just society banishing anyone yet to even look for acceptance
Was fitting in really that important would you rather be popular then help the girl in the corner with a blade to her neck did it really mean that much when you could have reached out and saved a life instead of letting her rott away in her thoughts and misery for if she had a friend she wouldn’t be in a casket in her dress dead cold never knowing she was ever loved because you obviously had nothing better to do for her life wasn’t as delicate and precious as another one word was all it took for her to realize she was better than that and that one word was hello that one word could have saved a life that day
For if her life was not important then how is yours For if you are so special then you could have helped her You were to worried about your hair makeup and boys to peel back the plastic cover and see the girl crying with the knife to her throat wishing she was perfect like you Oh but no because you obviously have better things to do
Society killed the teenager That is definatly true But her life was so delicate That even the simplest I love you was faded out as sarcasm and that she could never be loved because all the hate made love feel like fairy tales
society killed the teenager because she denied all love the only love she ever got she never knew it and that is how society killed the teenager
so society next time you see the teenager help her because noone has ever done anything to deserve such torture but that teenager forgave each and everyone ne because she realized they were all to blind to notice to notice that she was aching inside for love and compassion to blind to find your way to help her