I am the girl that is permanently stained

There’s more to sex than giving birth and STDS

Sometimes if your lucky you’ll still have your prince charming and be a drop dead beauty queen,

But if you’re not, you’ll end up like me: You’ll lose yourself within the dream

You’ll forget to smile down the halls

 to lift you’re head up when they call

you’ll go numb inside your head

wondering what you did wrong

when you’re a kid there’s no such thing as love…

I wish school would teach me how to be strong

I want to fly up high where the stars and the moon collide

 to forget this feeling that brings me down

its always there …a knot in my throat

I was just thirteen pretending to be grown

I am the boy with no father and a drug addict mother

the class clown that always gets in trouble

but  a hardcore music lover

there’s more to me than pranks and laughs

 there’s cries of pain and the question “why?”

Sometimes if you’re lucky you’ll still laugh trough the breeze

but if you’re not

you’ll end up like me

 you’ll forget to care from being ignored

 and you’re teachers will wonder why you’re such a bore

but they will never bother to ask

they’ll just send you off to class

to detention, suspension, and even to the end of the world,

I wish school would teach me how to be strong

I want to fly up high where the starts and the moon collide

to forget this feeling that brings me down

 its always there a knot in my throat

oh ignorance is such a whore

 I am the smartest girl in school

 I dress in black and listen to tool

 I get picked on by all the pretty girls

…they push me around until I’m sore and leave little hateful letters for me after school

“hey freak…come and play”

if you’re lucky you’ll stand your ground

but if you’re not you’ll end up just like me: scared all the time ,and bloody wrists and tights

 I wish school would teach me how to be strong

 I want to fly up high where the stars and the moon collide

to forget this feeling that brings me down

its always there a knot in my throat

I wish I knew how to seek help

School teaches you math, science, and writing

But it never teaches you how to deal with emotions

Or deal with the pain in your shoulders

Were all just kids learning to cope while growing older