My Dreamcatcher

Teenagers.

Every morning starts like this,

What do I need to do? what do I have to say?

it sucks to have to live already,

But yet I don't want to be dead.

...Why don't I want to die?...

I never cry, never.

just suck it up, be tough,

and what the fuck?

who said I couldn't cry?

... Oh yes, I said it...

The rules in my life,

yeah, the ones I hate, they are made up by my own head

and what the fuck?

if I hate them so much, why did I made them up?

... Oh yeah right, to be accepted....

And why is everyone so cool with suicide,

looks like a new trend, not my style.

and what the fuck? What is wrong with us!?

Teenage years, attention seekers days.

Fuck us, yeah...

Teenagers.