Chills to my spine
And hand over heart
Tears to my eyes
You'll hear me wine

Head on my desk
Liquid on my cheeks
Blood on my hands
This scene grotesque

Rips in my jeans
Makeup on my face
Dye in my hair
Isn't this what you except
Of teens?

Screw ups
Losers
Rebels
No-goods

You expect this
You will get this
You want this?
You ARE this

Attention-seeking
Slit your wrists
And spread the word
Rumors leaking