What has happened? As children the act of Playing pretend was the most Dramatic we would get
Growing older, we floated away From each other as if we were Driftwood in a sea of popularity Now we are no longer Playing pretend
Milkshake straws become cigarettes Pills are bought even if we aren't sick Cuts don’t come from falling off swings anymore Why must daydreams of ruling a kingdom Be replaced with the idea of killing ourselves?
Depression, anxiety, and anorexia Become common words among Our conversations with each other Mental disorders seem to spread As if they’re common colds
It isn't fair
For us to sit back and watch others Make illnesses the hottest trend My hands shake as these words Appear on paper, but this so-called ‘Society’ that is against us is
Nothing but a figure Of our imaginations It cannot control us