Sticks an stones may break your bones but words will just crush you... You go through life as though nothing has happened. Nothing was said and nothing was done. Your blood stained arms are only a plead for attention. Your drawings in your notebook are just childish and immature. You're told to grow up when your trying your best. But your best isn't enough. They tell you that you can do this. Though when you turn around their eyes glare at you with pity and regret. Now you must expect the unexpected. And solve the unsolvable. You have to be perfect. You have to live, a double life.
