They tell you it gets better.

I will tell you the truth.

I am good at telling truth.

And bad at being heard.

I hear your sorrow

I see that your blood

Trickles like tears

Like mine.

I'm telling you what they're afraid to say.

Because they don't want you quitting.

Selfish little childiren

Tell you your pain isn't valid.

That it will flee if you wait