Smothered

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Did you know I have dreams, hopes and goals, a wish?

I'm sure you did- doesn't everybody have ambitions to admit?

But did you know I can't manage to look past my wrists?

No time to focus, only time to carve and sculpt each slit

 

Did you know the girl next to me, just to my right?

Needs better concealer to cover her bruises?

Her father doesn't care- alcohol late at night

Cures his memory and conscious of abuses

 

Did you know that the boy who sits in font row

Is living the new American Dream?

Picket fence lines, mechanical wives go

Through the motions of love in a family regime

 

Welcome to apathy, where truth is bitterness

That burns your tongue as you speak

That's why we can't tell you- talking is weakness

Like admitting a wish, hopes and goals, a dream

We're smothered by the lives of those who've lost innocence

And choked by pretentious critique

That's why we stay trapped in silent loneliness

We can't say who we are; reality is bleak.

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