We're a group
They come in groups
We help glow them up
They fog us up
The smell of smoke
Schoolgirls laughing
We always choke
The nice's one's coughing
The rest are laughing
She's digging through her bag
They leave with her inhaler
She leaves her body
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She stays with us
Mainly during lunch
Sometimes she skips whole classes
She lifts her shirt
Posing in front of us
Sucking her gut
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Her Mascara is running down her cheeks
how
can
we
help
her
when we're stuck here on the wall?
she
Doesn't
Deserve
It
at all
What's making her feel this way?
No It's
Not Some
Boy She
Likes That
Brutally rejected her
in front
of her
whole school
or grade
It's her mom again, parents can suck for people
she
doesn't
even
like boys, like she thinks she's supposed to do
but
either
way
Her love has always stayed, unlike her "family"
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They're getting ready for the game
They're shouting "Oh, Hey"
They're surrounding her
She's trying to shout over them
For a girls bathroom
There are so many boys
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It's quiet
Listen
No water
No crying
No screaming
Like there just was
That's when she walked in
The nice girl
Now, we hear water
The water turns pink
Her cheeks splattered with red
A gun handle sticking out of her pocket
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Shes an artist
We see it
Whenever she comes in here
She pulls up her sleeves
Takes off her dirty bandages
And we see lines of red
Some straight, some curved
Some spelling out words
"Ugly" "Whore"
Wraps them in white
And when the mirrors fog up
She always see's "perfect" written to her
