Through the eyes of a hopeful child,
the world can seem so cruel

The brand new 13 year old,
Sawing at their skin because
"Things are so hopeless."

Whatever, she's been filling scarlet napkins two years prior
She wondered if there would ever be a true friend

There's a 14 year old, she thinks she knows who she can trust
So she drinks herself unconscious,
Crying about everything to the ones she trust.
A year later,
when she's gotten her skin torn into by ink,
they all give up on her
and she's back to talking to a knife.

There's a 17 year old who feels so used,
Trusts two people
Can't wait to move out,
but money isn't too nice
Her dreams seem out of reach
but her scars seem to be healing
thoughts of dying happen less and less

Things have been crashing down since day one.

A 20 year old just moved away,
year two of college.

Feels invincible, and maybe one day
she won't hate herself.

Maybe I'll be okay in the end.
I broke a lot of rules to feel alive,
Built my walls up high, just to wish for love
I'm still so fragile, but I was never molded from stone
Perhaps this is only the beginning, and maybe
I'm only learning how to stand
Still, I can hope that in the end,
it all gets strung together.
I need something to make sense, for once.

I feel good, I feel like if I could find you, we could kiss all night
I think you'd like that version of me,
I think you'd love me with no clothes
I want to reveal who I never was to you,
I want to make you blush, get you drunk on not just alcohol
And we could kiss all night
I won't dare
Feel
A
Thing
Because I won't fall apart, oh no no no

I want to get out
if I get woken up by the screams of my mother,
drunk or hungover
one more time,
I'm going to lose my ******* mind!
It's the same thing at 3 A.M, and in the morning
I've got some real ****** friends
She stopped talking to me over the summer
and they all let me fall into feeling worthless
Now they're back in my life, and I could not care less about them
My friends, they're real winners!
They'll **** the love and energy right out of me,
make me feel horrible any time I say what I feel
Like I don't matter? Like I shouldn't be there at all!?
I used to be left behind, but now I drive everyone around.
I had some time to think about how my family could go broke,
but here we are, driving a bunch of ungrateful kids around,
and for what in return?! I get their company?
Ha. Like that's worth anything.
I'm just so tired of this town.
Full of people who will break you,
There's really only one person worth staying here for.
Nope, it's not my best friend.
I'm just so tired of false security.
I want to get out
and
rebuild myself
Oh but I'm much too young,
much too tired from the chaos

I'm going to tear my skin apart
And I'm going to spill my guts,
The world will know how vulnerable I am,
Then they'll break my bones,
Maybe they'll feed me to the coyotes
"What a shame!" "Such a loss!" They'll scream,
They'll yell about everything I could've conquered,
while they're pinning my flesh down,
for all my worse scars to go on display

Oh society, do me a favor, and **** the standards.

Push me away, pull me close.
It doesn't matter, cause the walls are made of fire,
and I just sorta figured we could go down in flames
Thinking about the things that I will never let happen
and maybe laugh a little, and cry a little
And regret that we ever let ourselves feel trapped