Society Killed the Kid
Am I skinny enough society; Now that I puked up lunch?
It feels much better than it did, When I was being punched.
Is my smile pretty enough society; Now that I drank bleach?
It gets whiter just for you, Everytime I drink.
Am I important enough society; Now that I dangle from this rope?
Is this enough signs, That I've given up hope?
Am I perfect enough society; Now that I changer myself for you?
From my head to my toes, I have marks that will help prove.
Now that I'm gone you "love" me, And say I'm greatly missed.
But you were to selfish to realize this, Before, by death, I was kissed.
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