Any teen who can wake up in the morning
and be willing to face another painful, agonizing day
out there in that dark, cold, ugly world
is mentally powerful.
The one with so many shattered hearts and broken dreams,
just searching relentlessly for something, someone to hold on to and believe in.
No one in the world is as strong as a teen trying to persevere
in this media-centred culture we're living in.
Always being pressured to act like someone else,
look like someone else, talk like someone else...be someone else.
Listening to rumours and lies said about them,
crying themselves to sleep at night,
being made fun of for looks and interests,
and as a result: suicides, shootings, depression,
and sometimes leading up to even terrorism.
So think about the things you say and do before you pursue them,
because the actions you perform today
might have an effect on the world tomorrow.
she's the kind of girl who gets her slings and arrows from the dumpster
the kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
she's the kind of girl who leaves out condoms on the bedroom dresser
just to make you jealous of the men she fucked before you met her
Part my ribs like the sea and change me
'cause stone doesn't beat
and rock hearts don't pump anything
but I've grown not to mind because at least
stone doesn't sling like blood
or spill like guts across the floor
where the bloodsuckers want more and more and more
