Youthful Branding:

Feel the wind in my hair
Feel the smoke in my teeth
Feel it rush through my lungs
As Last of my resolve breaks
Acid leaving me shaken
Some of us are branded for life
We leave behind our forgotten happiness
Shed tears of disrespect
We fall down in a constant disarray of lunacy
Hoping for blood
Praying for relief
A silver blade to take away
A teenagers bloated pain
Release me
We are carefully branding ourselves
Always aching
Wondering why people can disregard us?
We bleed
Can't you see?
This is your youth speaking.
Future leaders
Your tomorrow will yield scarred flesh
Hear us plead our case,
We come for peace.