We're all trying to get to home plate before we reach our own fate,

The trouble is which path to take, cause some paths only lead to scenarios that are fake

There is no black nor white, no wrong nor right

Our minds are far from clarity when we're dealing with constant morality

When we try to be polite, others view us as uptight

Our hearts are pounding in anxiety, societies holding us down like gravity

We live in a world where when you admit you're not okay, people turn the other way

Depressed teens are choking on their own hatred and bile, trying to hide it all behind a fake smile

We used to draw sunflowers on the pavement with chalk, now all we hear about is dead bodies outlined on the sidewalk

When did chocolate cake become brownies that get you baked

Sad teens got their cigarettes lit cause their stomachs in a spiraling dark & nervous pit

And when society's corrupt and full of nothing but businesses going bankrupt

People would rather get drunk with strangers in a pub instead of making new friends like those in "The Breakfast Club"

And as the storm gets near, people's true colors start to become more clear

And we learn to avoid disasters by becoming our own masters

And when being alone sends chills down every bone

Maybe all we really need to keep our life from the end, is someone to listen and care and to call a true friend.