I went into high school with my fist held high to the world
Screaming “I'm ready, show me your best punches”
I left freshman year with my fists broken and bleeding,
The chunks of my heart shattered around the trees
and small pieces launched into my rib cage.
The bags under my eyes held pieces of a brick that I tried to throw at life
Now that brick is a symbol of failure
I have stayed awake fighting a war I felt was impossible to win
I refuse to slip to the ground
But what if I'm currently falling
Even after the fall,
I know I will land on a knife
The last fight does not exist
Unless you come to terms with losing more than you have to give
This town I have walked too many times is now covered in a filter
of grey and black
Some red in between to represent the blood we internally bleed
Vulnerable to the thoughts that crowd our head
We live in a world of glass
where one tap from someone we love will shatter the world as a whole
Building another one made of steel takes time
But soon that will be our new house
The place we live in fear of those we trust
Whom we are supposed to trust
So we slip into a trance until 12 am
when our parents start to snore
We live in a world of street lamps
And two am music
Slowly causing us to go deaf
But who cares
We have nothing to fear except for ourselves
When we die we won’t matter
After a month no one will talk about you anymore
When you die you won’t remember life
So why try?
Is it for validation?
Of those who have destroyed your faith in yourself
Is it for you?
The person you know will never be satisfied?
In the next week who knows if we will still live
So go deaf
At least then you can’t hear the BS that escapes the school's mouth
Hang with friends
At least they kind of understand you
Sleep
At least you can escape reality for a few hours
Yes, you may be a teenager
But you still have a voice
Right?
you still have thoughts
Right?
or did those shatter with the glass house?
stay safe in the steel house
for steel doesn’t shatter
Even if you already have.
Screaming “I'm ready, show me your best punches”
I left freshman year with my fists broken and bleeding,
The chunks of my heart shattered around the trees
and small pieces launched into my rib cage.
The bags under my eyes held pieces of a brick that I tried to throw at life
Now that brick is a symbol of failure
I have stayed awake fighting a war I felt was impossible to win
I refuse to slip to the ground
But what if I'm currently falling
Even after the fall,
I know I will land on a knife
The last fight does not exist
Unless you come to terms with losing more than you have to give
This town I have walked too many times is now covered in a filter
of grey and black
Some red in between to represent the blood we internally bleed
Vulnerable to the thoughts that crowd our head
We live in a world of glass
where one tap from someone we love will shatter the world as a whole
Building another one made of steel takes time
But soon that will be our new house
The place we live in fear of those we trust
Whom we are supposed to trust
So we slip into a trance until 12 am
when our parents start to snore
We live in a world of street lamps
And two am music
Slowly causing us to go deaf
But who cares
We have nothing to fear except for ourselves
When we die we won’t matter
After a month no one will talk about you anymore
When you die you won’t remember life
So why try?
Is it for validation?
Of those who have destroyed your faith in yourself
Is it for you?
The person you know will never be satisfied?
In the next week who knows if we will still live
So go deaf
At least then you can’t hear the BS that escapes the school's mouth
Hang with friends
At least they kind of understand you
Sleep
At least you can escape reality for a few hours
Yes, you may be a teenager
But you still have a voice
Right?
you still have thoughts
Right?
or did those shatter with the glass house?
stay safe in the steel house
for steel doesn’t shatter
Even if you already have.
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