Cliche Teen

Fingers reaching down your throat
Needing to make yourself choke
Binge on food, pizza, doughnuts, cakes
Eat until there's no more you can take
Watch your weight start to drop down low
See just how far your body can go
Starve yourself for weeks, just waste away
Have it all, yet you watch your life decay

Make a tiny cut, just one or two
Place razor on arm, slice it through
Burn yourself, let skin feel the pain
Cry and wonder if you're truly insane
Razor's your friend, a sharp piece of glass
Watch blood trickle down as your heart beats fast
Lie about inner feelings, pretend all is well
Don't let anyone know you're headed to hell
Hide all the scars, never let them show
Pain stays hidden though you're gonna blow

Suffer in silence, never ask for someone's help
Feeling you're insane cause of pain that you've felt
Wake up each morning, plaster a smile on your face
Thoughts stroll across your mind saying you've no place
When people stop and ask, shrug and say I'm fine
Even though you're thinking 'wish happiness was mine'
So many ways to completely tear yourself up
Not blaming yourself, but simple bad luck
Tried one or two, so why not try them all
No one cares, just another teen about to fall

Smoke a couple joints, pop a couple pills
When the bong bowls empty, ask for a refill
Who gives a damn drugs are messing with your mind
All you're thinking is 'how did I fall so far behind?'
Your friends are getting worried, no longer know who you are
But you think to them, you're just another fallen star

Sit silently alone, in your hands an alcoholic drink
Drinking so much you find it hard to think
Pour glass after glass, all the time needing more
Drink yourself into oblivion, not far to go
Discard the glass, go straight for the bottle
Recalling when you were the perfect role model
Alcopops, cider, vodka, gin rum and beer
try your hardest to drown all of your fears
Who cares it's damaging your liver, kidneys and heart
You're no longer whole anyway, but ripped apart

Yeah, I've tried all of the above, in every way
Spent so many days doing nothing but pray
Listening to criticism and spiteful cold names
Spent so many years feeling nothing but shame
I've binged and starved, shoved fingers down my throat
Lied about happiness when in fact my heart was broke
It's true I cut and burned, made scars on my arms
Wondering how I'd been driven to dangerous self harm
Even perfected the most beautiful, lying smile
When under the mask I was filled with guile

Smoked countless joints, made myself completely numb
Yet always wondering when happiness would come
Drank to much, causing me to fight and shout
Continued drinking to the point where I blacked out
All these destructive ways, I've used to help me cope
Never realizing it was these making me choke
Simply stopped focusing on all my hopes and dreams
Became my worst enemy, another cliche teen
Yeah I've tried them all, blaming everything on bad luck
Then I got over them, why? Because I grew up.

**This is in no way meant to offend anyone still going through any of these problems. I've been through all of them and know how hard it is to overcome them, some more than others. I'm not saying get over yourself and grow up, I'm saying that even though you may feel completely alone, things have a way of working themselves out and even though you may feel like you do, you don't have to suffer in silence.**