PressureYou give us booksYou give us knowledgeWhat does it matterWhen we can't pay for collegeYou want us to use our brainsYou want us to ditch our ph..
picking up sticksis so meaning lesswhy don't we justcut down the treesno one wantsto breathebesides they're allattachedto their screenstoo busyto seet..
your hands wrap'round my neckwith the intentto killyou say you nevermean itbut I fearone day you willso every timesomeone so much asreaches in my dire..
A bright icon flares up on my screen. This game has no advertisement like so many others I play. Only the words Blues and Reds in a boring font. I kno..
you fault meon everythingyou seeand the thingsyou assumeabout mebut withoutthese flawshow wouldI knowyou're the oneI should let gowith new eyesready f..
When Mother saysthat I'm justbeing difficultAnd she gave mea chanceWhen Mother saysmy problemsand anxietyare all inmy headWhen Mother saysI don't beli..
stopleaving me in the darkwithoutchoice or reasoni'm left withthese doubtsthat spoutlike unholyheathensand i tryto fit themtogetherpiece by pieceinto ..