Scars on tender wrists,

sweaty palms clenched into fists.

long sleeves sliding over suddenly warm, wet arms

damaged voices silently screaming over qualms

these attention seeking teens

Tiny prides squeezed like bubble wrap

addicted to their masochistic trap

finding release in quick strokes

lost in a sea of dead hopes

these attention seeking teens

oh sure, oh sure,

sel-harm is just a phase

life is a goddamn race!!!

where will you sad children be?
you are living in a fool's paradise, see?

tsk, tsk, these attention seeking teens

oh dear adult!!!

if only we were oneof those!