Pews full of people
Loving family and friends...

I get a text from my friend about 10 at night
tells me her parents had another fight...

He walks up to you
While your mascaras running...

Im sorry I had to write this
I couldnt say it to your face...

Isnt it stupid how you can love some one?
But not be able to say it to their face...

I'm lost, a sense of belonging gone
Stuck in this hell hole, I sadly call my home...

Today a boy walked in front of a car
And another cut his wrists...

There you are again
and we're fighting like always...

We fight
best friends for 11 years...

She walks home
with a sick feeling inside...

Am i pretty enough now?
she stands in front of a mirror...

Don't you see these boys
Lying cold battered, bruised...