Sometimes Silence Says The Most

Back off and listen to what I have to say
I won't let you ignore me another empty day
Never was I invisible as I walked through these halls
Just because to look and see, you had not the gall
You can't shove me off into the grey to serve blind spite
All because you want your world in simple black and white
Sorry babe, you have no reign, no power over me
Don't be coy, I'm not your toy, that I'll never be
Take off the cool designer shades, and use god-given ears
My nose inhales, my mouth makes sound, my eyes do produce tears
O, the shock it must be for you, that I am human too
I need, I want, I feel, I think, as you claim to do
But of course you're so much better, your life has much more worth
I'm no competition for your silver spoon since birth
An inferior such as myself, though, still can make a choice
The one to say "I see through you all" with my little voice
What sets us apart, you and I, I'm not about to play your game
So why are you still unconcerned that you're pathetically all the same
My spoon can be a dirty bronze, but I won't perch on yours
Found in chaotic teen reality of common, silent wars
No longer have I a single care about falsities and pretty stuff
That ego doesn't impress me, it's just your little bluff
You put a cover on, blocking yourself from the truth
Just look in the mirror, hun, right there is enough proof
Think twice before looking down on me, I'm not your living puppet
Attend another mindless party, and pretend you're not sick of it
What's the matter, sweetie, did I disrupt your perfect world?
Without a punch, without a kick, but with some mere words hurled
How odd that it can be so easy to have a set life crumble
That verbal words can move the path, and in the dark, you'll stumble
Welcome to my everyday, my unsteady realm
Despite you, I survived, now babe it's your turn
How long do you think you'll last, with no one holding your hand?
Without a soul to pick you up, and follow each demand
Look back upon what you have done, and find your purpose now
Thyself is thine's worst enemy, what life can you allow?
Come tidal waves, of depression and despair
Since a slit wrist is forever beyond repair
Could it be so hard for you to think of others too?
Not just yourself, and status, and things to say on cue...
Drop the Barbie act, and look for something more
Down the road, it’ll loose it’s glamour, become such a bore
You’ll run out of souls to shove down, so you can rise above
Then alone you’ll have to stand, with no one left to love
I can’t wait for this day, when unto you comes torture
In my eyes it’s justified, a punishment, more-over
So keep up the bleached hair and peppy made-up cheers
For what I’ve seen still, ahead of you yet leers