But we are too young to be this broken,
too young to be this stressed.
society has messed
with the heart of this tennage.

Wherever we look
somebody is judging you.
no matter what you wear,
no matter what you do.

Hearts are being broken,
Bodies are being piled,
Tears are being spilled,
And everybody wonders why.

That young and quiet girl,
the one who nobody ever noticed
cuts her wrists and cries all night.

The girl who everybody loves,
who has a perfect boyfriend
and a perfect life,
is pregnant and wants to die.

So why are we so calm?
why are we like that?
nobody noticed that
this life is messed up?