• Tight skirts, baggy shirts and black combat boots
    Fake smiles pass them around
    Black dyed hair now showing brown roots
    Slut,emo,b***h whatever push her to the ground
    Dust the dirt and pretend like it didn't hurt
    She wouldn't turn and run away dying
    It's not like she didn't have alot of evil prepared comments
    that would never work
    ******** what they think and say, only she knows she's lying
    10 days and she hasn't used a razor blade
    At night the pain calls her name
    She's getting worried she might fade
    If she dragged that sweet blade across her pretty skin
    it would be a shame
    She used to rely on labels like goth
    Until she was set free like a rebel moth