Hey? Are you alight?

I know I'm not, But I need you to be.

I need someone who knows

What it's like to be me

We're not like the other girls

We know what it's like to be broken

Taken from our innocence

And our scars are our token

We weren't accepted, in grade one two or three

Living alone but with someone

Just not allowed to show ourselves

How to actually have fun

Like these rhymes, we work but we don't

Not good enough for those we love

I know that God cares, and I know he's here

I just don't see His holy dove

Where the fuck is happiness

Please excuse my French

But I'm tired of the game called joy

I'm always on the bench

When is my turn to see the sun

I'm tired of this night

Life is no longer much fun

When with your own mind you still fight

When you sit down at night

In the shadows of the room

And don't even look out the window

To look up at the moon

What happens to tiny pleasures

A cookie or a chocolate chip

Good bye childhood I guess

My whole life did one back flip

Except it didn't quite work

Because now it's hard to take one breath

My life landed neck first

And now life feels like death

So if you're reading this

Don't stop being yourself

I thought I had my file safe

But now its lost in my bookshelf

Don't stop worrying about little things

Like what you got in your lunch

Because then you'll fear they're judging you

And for me it's not just a hunch