Society has turned into sh**
Categorized into an a**ociation of
Gigantic groups of misguided teens who think d** are cool
A bunch of ba*tards who have all quit school
The f**ers who choose to break all the rules
And the brainwashed kids who get trophies even if they lose
All those 15 year olds addicted to booze
The ones who act like high school drama is breaking news
The backstabbers who use their best friends
The people who stick by your side until the end
The bullies who offend others that can't defend themselves
Collectors who fill up their shelves
The unfortunate ones who don't get to choose what happens next
The girls who get pressured into having s**
The lazy losers who snooze through their alarms
The boys who keep going on even when they've used all of their charms
The cutters with scars on their arms
The ones who have self harmed, sticking pins and needles in their skin
Giddy girls stinking of gin
Crazy ones with cynical minds disguised behind fake grins
You've got the kids who throw fits at their moms and get away with it
The ones who have never gotten hit
People who have lost it all
People who can afford everything in a shopping mall
Kids who bawl their eyes out before they go to sleep
Humans who've dug themselves deep in depression
People with obsessions
People robbed of all their prized possessions
Ones who are taught lessons
Too many boys getting girls pregnant before the senior prom
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The ones who are mislead by their parents
The paranoid people whose levels of awareness are apparent
The ones whose words are coherent
The poor people who shop in clearance
The people appalled by their appearance
People who have free spirits
The people who can only express themselves with lyrics
People who are in it for the tricks
The drug addicts who need a fix
The starving kids who'll never get a box of kix
Look in the sky, is it a bird? Is it a plane?
No it's just tears from the heavens,
It's called the rain.
Whenever the rain comes from above,
Nothing turns out pleasant.
These tears from up high are not filled with love,
For these tears unfortunately only bring pain.
The kids these days get caught underneath the storm clouds,
And they always feel like they're out of bounds.
They always cry, sobbing to others about all of their lies,
But they also tell the others that everything is fine and not to pry,
But deep down inside they tell themselves that they deserve to die.
After time flies with the boys and girls struggling to cope,
In their souls lies no more hope.
They gather all the pills they can find,
With only one thing on their tiny undeveloped minds,
They shed their final tears,
Cry into their pillowcases and pray that no one hears,
Look at their reddened cheeks in their mirrors,
Sell their futures to their abusers
After awhile, getting called a loser really sinks in
Girls stinking of gin
Cynical minds disguised behind fake grins
When they get home all the real fun begins
Sticking pins and needles in your skin