It's just those kids that are a little bit off,
when a teacher calls their name and they struggle not to cough
And ,,Girls on the right and boys on the left" is a terrifying statement
but they take all of their power to avoid debating
I wouldn't put it past them that sometimes
they might look and their wrists and this thought just crawls in
they might look at a knife and they might wonder
Isn't there a way to get rid of this hunger?
I can feel my stomach cramping
And my eyes slowly damping
As my cheeks are getting painted red with tears
Do I leave this thing alone or do I face these fears?
Stop making me feel weak just cause I'm bleeding
you're insisting that you know me and it's such a pain pleeding
I know who I am and why can't you see that?
Just say you love the system more than me, period