conflict - full.
home life stress
social peer shit
So young to be bombarded with hard expectations
he is alone.
alone
alone in a crowd of his peers
family strife hidden deep
the tears dare not come
not now!
but one or two still fall.
The group ill-equiped to see the reason for the tear does nothing.
Young teens being young teens
doesn't really matter,... they can't change his mind and real conversation is not spoken between adult and child.
He lets three or four tears fall, but the back seat, where they both are, is dark and she is dead tired from the night of fun
she sees none of his fears, nor does she see the tears.
He just needs one word, one question about the tears, but no one looks, no one sees
Alone,
but she in the back seat, does not look back to wave goodbye
Tears deep inside begin to freely flow with each step to down the hall way.
Alone
no drugs left in his parents stash, and they found his and used it all up
no friends to help
this feeling must not live longer than this night.
Plan set
the tears finally stop
calm replaces the pain
The cold feeling as blood empty's from his body makes him feel
home life stress
social peer shit
So young to be bombarded with hard expectations
he seeks escape
tears held under the surface
tears held under the surface
no one sees his pain
no one sees his pain
no one sees his pain
he is alone.
alone
alone in a crowd of his peers
family strife hidden deep
the tears dare not come
not now!
not when he is at the mall with his friends
but one or two still fall.
The group ill-equiped to see the reason for the tear does nothing.
Young teens being young teens
Over exaggerating
A little too loud
All help the one that feels alone
help him:
Feel like he is normal
Feel like he has friends
Feel like he is not alone
Mall closing soon, time to go
Crowd of his peers wait for their respective parent to scoop them home..
Crowd of his peers wait for their respective parent to scoop them home..
Hugs,
"tonight was fun"
"Did you see that freak she...'
"I know but couldn't say anything"
More hugs
And the parents getting impatient tell their kid "just get in the car"
His crowd now gone he is left with only one other, his parents are not returning his calls/text and their location is over an hour away so he really has no way home.
but, One girls parents, give him a ride home,
he let slip one hint of his solution to his trauma, but the parents did not hear it,
doesn't really matter,... they can't change his mind and real conversation is not spoken between adult and child.
He lets three or four tears fall, but the back seat, where they both are, is dark and she is dead tired from the night of fun
she sees none of his fears, nor does she see the tears.
He just needs one word, one question about the tears, but no one looks, no one sees
Alone,
He gets out of the car, and walks up to the dark house, turns back to see the girl one last time
but she in the back seat, does not look back to wave goodbye
Alone,
He opens the door to his empty house.
Tears deep inside begin to freely flow with each step to down the hall way.
Alone
no drugs left in his parents stash, and they found his and used it all up
no friends to help
this feeling must not live longer than this night.
Plan set
the tears finally stop
calm replaces the pain
Gentle music plays as he gets into the bath tub.
And he thinks this is not too bad.
He expected more pain from slicing his veins open..
The cold feeling as blood empty's from his body makes him feel
alone.
