Behind the black makeup,
the dark outfits,
the black nail polish,
that attitude of pain,
her attacks of anger,
the dropping grades,
a scar that is shaped as the skull of death
and that dull, dark, black, heart,
lies pain, grief, and shame,
as you secretly cry out for help,
your so call friends covers their ears,
and shut their eyes,
you seek attention by
cutting yourself and doing inappropriate
actions and using harsh words,
you suck the joy and fun
from the good ones,
and leave them by the side of the road,
you turn your back on your love ones,
and you walk with people who despise you,
you isolate yourself from the good crowed
and joined the horrid,
It's time to change Mary-Jane
It's time to change.....