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If you don’t know the answer it’s C If you don’t care if cheating is immoral anymore it’s normal If some days the idea of shoving a pencil into your flesh is tempting                  It’s high school Welcome to the flawed world of unhealthy habits and competition a parade of bent and folded bodies we show off graphite scratched skin Future leaders stand like statues covered in graffiti among ripped canvases and unfinished art projects Waiting to be beautiful Friend groups made up of alternatively muddy and magnificent water colors of scars and secrets they hide from their parents, drawn on their skin, settled in the cracks of broken frames hiding wolverines under shattered glass and splintered wood It’s not beautiful to be broken, but outside of here, it’s beautiful to be alive and be what you are so turn scars into lightning bolts and let stories drip down your chin in vibrant colors you can’t see Our best traits are tattooed on our backbones hidden under layers of weather-worn skin and clothes         maybe we can't see them, but they keep us standing up So maybe it is all a competition or a lie or maybe we’re not real at all But maybe that’s okay Because neither is any of this
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
Chaos and Bad Transitions
If you don’t know the answer it’s C If you don’t care if cheating is immoral anymore it’s normal If some days the idea of shoving a pencil into your flesh is tempting                  It’s high school Welcome to the flawed world of unhealthy habits and competition a parade of bent and folded bodies we show off graphite scratched skin Future leaders stand like statues covered in graffiti among ripped canvases and unfinished art projects Waiting to be beautiful Friend groups made up of alternatively muddy and magnificent water colors of scars and secrets they hide from their parents, drawn on their skin, settled in the cracks of broken frames hiding wolverines under shattered glass and splintered wood It’s not beautiful to be broken, but outside of here, it’s beautiful to be alive and be what you are so turn scars into lightning bolts and let stories drip down your chin in vibrant colors you can’t see Our best traits are tattooed on our backbones hidden under layers of weather-worn skin and clothes         maybe we can't see them, but they keep us standing up So maybe it is all a competition or a lie or maybe we’re not real at all But maybe that’s okay Because neither is any of this
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
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