I’ve seen you do it before
In the corner when no one’s watching
Heard you in the bathroom stall
Third from the left to be exact
The twitching is methodic, isn’t it?
I guess you’re sick of the constant sniffling
Secret rendezvous spots behind the tracks
I guess you haven’t discovered the boiler room yet
You seem alert, eyes on everything
You say you’re cautious, but come on, I know
The cool glow of the fluorescents is enticing
The sun’s light just seems to burn these days
You’re not really sick when you go home
Does he pick you up a couple of blocks down the street?
Do you say the marks are from a drunk boyfriend or step-dad?
Upon observation, they’re really self inflicted
I bet the heat has started clawing at your skin
FYI, it’s not hot in here, it’s just you
Have you stopped going home every day?
There’s nothing like the day they find out the truth
All your friends have disappeared
From depression, you’ll eventually overdose, no doubt
When you wake up in the hospital, to your surprise
Your bag’s empty, phone destroyed, IV in your arm
And the worst part, in your condition, in front of you
Your parents are debating throwing you out
So now your choices are clean up and move or foster home
The best advice, forget everything you know
Who am I to say what’s good for you?
If you knew me then you wouldn’t do half the shit you do
They all stare at what I see every day
I’m the new kid that once lost her way
The permanent tweak, the tattered skin
The constant nose bleeds, the long doctor visits
Your small town doesn’t know my family
Permanent records state they don’t exist
I haven’t seen my friends in two years
I’ll forever walk alone, but I won’t quit
No need for attitude and by the looks of it
You’ll be where I was in a month
And when you realize you’re there, you had all the warning signs
Don’t ask for my help
Because you might be addicted
But I wouldn’t know.
Tedra