We are distant outliers





We are emotionless criers
We are psychopathic liars

We are scream’o freaks
We are the ones to hang with geeks
While we dread all the weeks

We like sharp items and what they bring
We whine about everything
For the attention that it brings

We rise together against the “man”
While we plan to end life on our own land
By the power of our own hands

We are emotionless piles
We despise when we see others smile
Our entire life is lived in denial

We are the quiet, attention seeking ones
We are the self-harming, dark clothed ones
We are the evil, emotionless ones

This is not who “we” are
We are not all these things
We are just normal teens