learning to live when everything hurts

why can i not be a kid again
why must life be such a pain
why dose everything have a price
we all get used to suit someones device

if i wear makeup I'm fake
and to guys I'm a mistake
to my friends I'm a bore
and to every boy I'm just a whore

snake bight kisses and walks in the park
holding to each outher like children in the dark
pieced lips and tattooed skin
holding secrets deep within

take what you've got and love what you know
and never be afraid to not let know
speak up about the wrong you see
let your haert and mind be free

corsets and cupcakes
love and Harte brakes
flowers blooming in the night
turning away from the blinding light

razor blades the bight the skin
people to afraid to let anyone in
being forgotten and being used
trying to fit in and being refused

wish i could be a child the my biggest worry would be
if my teddy bear was safe beside me
I'd rather face monsters under the bed
than you and all the confusion you've left in my head

i wish i didn't fuck up so much
and that my harte would stop going so fast when i feel you touch
wish my only question was why is the sky blue
I'd rather have cut knees from falling over than the scars from falling for you