Teenage angst, rebelling against all odds. Yelling, screaming, silent. Punching, kicking, paralysed. Bleeding, hurting, smiles. The body becomes numb, sickening laughter all around, spinning around and around each way you turn you see smiles. Dirty smiles that make you sick. Faster and faster, youve fallen. Youre a broken angel ... naked. Tears ... or is it rain. Hand cuffed at your bloody wrists, chained around the neck. Pain and sacrifice. A head full of suicidal thoughts no longer being fought. You told yourself you wouldnt let it build up like this, but that was just another lie you told yourself. Hear no evil, speak no evil, and See no evil. But evil is your life. You body crying for the grave, your stomach yearning for food. Theres no beauty that comes from your body. Wanting to run from yourself. Even though your already dead. But you think, ill be okay ... right?
