let’s go out in public!
let’s pretend for a day
that our lives are all normal
and we all are okay.
let’s go out in public
where we can’t shed a tear,
where we can’t cut our wrists,
and we can’t live in fear.
let’s all go to the mall
like we oft used to do;
let’s buy nothing at all
and spend our money on food.
we’ll be so fucking happy
and forget about life…
till we look at our arms
and remember the knife,
and remember the cut;
oh, the sweet scent of blood!
and remember the taste
of my prescription drugs.
and remember that, hey!
life really does suck!
and our career’s going nowhere
and the future is fucked.
then we’ll be standing there
(the world outside has stopped)
in our terrible lives,
the illusion has dropped.