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I just turned 15

And i feel so fucking scared

Can’t wait for sweet 16

Where every problem is squared (but it doesn’t matter right?)

Red and pink balloons

Birthday cake came real too soon

It’s fine, im not hungry right now

But deep down, I frown, I drown oh god

15 struggles of fifteen

Tickbox list with all of these I go

Tick tick tick tick tick, then scream

Tick tick tick tick tick, then repeat

Blow the candles out, act happy

When it’s on a drought, god damn it

Cry myself to sleep every night, it’s a fright

And not right, I know but it’s a fight

It’s a fight

But I can’t help that shit, theres a war in my head

Every hormone of happiness is so dead

My body looks like a soldiers, so red

And every time I wake up I feel dread

The summers over

School is creeping closer

But I can’t do that shit im a high maintenance queen

And every fucker in there is so mean

God I wish I was popular

Have lots of “friends”, and pretend, I could spend, maybe blend

In, but it’s all a dream

I just wanna feel out there

And have people who actually really care

About me and my fucking wellbeing (oh)

I spend my nights alone in bed, tears of dread

Feeling so fucking dead, it’s all in my head

The fame, the pain, the strain, it’s too much

The drain, the gain, the rain, god im fucked

Im fucked, im fucked ahhh

You gotta do bad

Shit

To blend in

With it

You gotta do bad shit to blend in with it

Plays on my mind 24/7, every minute

Just booked myself another therapy

Because my life is such a catastrophe

My mothers mad about my behaviour

Can’t she see all I need is a savior

Maybe then I could be a bit healthier

But without, all I am is a “failure” (is what they say)

The voices control all of my fucking life

Every breath I take, gets me the knife

Holy shit, I got a whole damn troop to fight

Troop being all my bad thoughts, when alone at night

God I tried to be them, it isnt me, I cry, I die, I scream

Cuz I turned 15, now every problem is on me

It’s not a happy birthday if im upstairs

Fucking crying my heart out to thoroughfare

Only 2 more days til I’m back in hell

And then it’s all gonna hit me like a bombshell

Oh god please save me, I’m stuck out here

In this daydream of fucking big jerks and all those those those (I can’t breathe) those those those ahhh

I pray every night something will get me and take me away from this place you call a smooth road

More like a shit hole

Hell

Is real

And it’s the

Life of a

Teen in this generation