Letters and Sad Songs

You're a sad song
But that's how your parents raised you they
Taught you their song
Now you daydream of coffins feeling
Cheated on
Why do others get lives better than the
One you've got
Well maybe on the inside they're not
We all have cuts that never closed up
I promise you that you are enough

You're seventeen
And the world is screaming at you you're
Not pretty
Not smart, not cool, not nice enough and
You believe
That propaganda you marinate in until
Suddenly
You're roped into a world of doubts
And you can only see one easy way out
You've become deaf to even your own shouts
No one to talk to

So you write letters and sad songs
Drain your pens like pipe bombs
Count all your tears, and consider that they're wrong
Maybe it's a bad day
Or just another cloudy year
Your childhood seemed bleak
But things can turn around with time
Even when we lose the brighter side

I swear you're not as worthless as your parents made you think
Forget all of the evenings spent alone, and the days you spent running
Forget all of the razor blades you found behind the mirrors
And the scars along your thighs where you thought that you could hide

No cut is deep enough to pull out the pain inside
No amount of pills, will ever satisfy
You feel like you have no one to confide
Your tears are shed for just another dirty sky

But do you believe, the words that fall from your lips
You turn down love, you say you don't deserve it
You try to ignore those aching bruises on your hips
Believe me when I say to just keep writing those letters
To your parents they'll never read
And the letters to your friends that, you never got to meet
And the letters to yourself as a form of, therapy
I swear that things get better, eventually
Please wait and see

While we write letters and sad songs
Drain your pens like pipe bombs
Count all your tears, and consider that they're wrong
Maybe it's a bad day
Or just another cloudy year
Your childhood seemed bleak
But things can turn around with time
Even when we lose the brighter side
You're not alone, things turn around with time
I promise there's always a brighter side