We don't have to sit back and try to fit
We don't have to toughen up and be a hypocrite
We can take and stand and change it

This isn't where we make shallow friends
This isn't where our story ends
This is how we overcome the dead-ends

Our reputation changes with us
Our reputation is not superfluous
Our reputation will not be our Aeacus

Don't try to fit in and stay bowed
Don't look down make sure your head is up proud
Don't be one of the crowd

Sympathy from those around me
Mercy on the constant lateness
Irritation when I keep saying I’m fine
Lies spilling from my lips everyday
Easy company is only at her grave

Darling where did you go?
Entering to find you
Artistically strung up
Tipped over stool in your room
Hopelessly deaf to my screams

Horrified by the person in the mirror
Aching from the scars on my skin
Talking to no one about the darkness
Erasing the existence that was a burden
Dreamless sleepless nights await me

Do you ever wonder where they went?
The artists
The lovers
The inspirational

Where did they go?
To peace
To sleep
To the ground

Do you ever wonder where they went?
The broken
The gone
The ghosts

Why did they leave us here alone?

We're so used to violence in our schools and on the streets
that when we go home and see it it's in the back seat.

Witnessing a crime against family,
it's like we have lost our own humanity.

The plague in our minds.
Minds, mindset with no direction.

No distractions

So we take to the bottle
with nothing but empty sorrow.

We drowned in them,
overfilled with liquid hate
and pushed down by the sorrow we saw
and felt in every corner of our lives.

We drank till we thought no more...