Ask for help
They tell you,
But when you do,
They refuse to give it,
Be yourself
They chant,
But when you try,
You're told to hide away.
So then it's just don't be sad,
Like whispers in your ears,
So you try and try to be happy,
But no one will help.
They pretend to care,
But they just let you fall until you leave,
And they're slamming doors again,
When you're screaming help me.
It's a long, thin and twisted, smooth rope,
One I could wrap around the skin on my wrists,
And keep myself tied to one place.
Because when I'm with you, I'm free,
Chasing the world without a finish line
You're chasing after me again,
Like I'm a shooting star and I can hear your footsteps
before I see your face pasted
with grins and smiles, I don't understand.
Dinner is silent again,
My dad was fired,
And my mom’s tired from working late again,
And I’m trying not to be sick from it all.
My sister’s talking about poverty
And how educators get the scraps,
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