Preteen On Omegle Blues

Let me tell you bout my state of affairs
Cause I've been living in a state of affairs
Catching strays and strangers' stares
The broken down rides at county fairs
I've been begging for money online
Much more than I'd like to admit
I'm still a 14-year old with body dysmorphia and unrestricted access to the internet
When you're someone who looks like me
Men around you start to treat you strange
Can't find any common ground
And you start to feel deranged
Now watch me become overbearing
By virtue of my grеatest fear
Of becoming ovеrbearing
Taking pity from my peers by force
But of course

Central Texas three years ago
Where church bell snipers make you duck and roll
I nearly lost my God-given soul
Staring at the ceiling wishing it was the floor
But I was so much older then
God, I wish I was younger now
I was so much bolder then
God, I wish I hurt like that now

I hope you know that you are dealing
With someone who sees "gullible" written on the ceiling
And just one thought can send me reeling
Back to that one certain feeling
Of being easy to take advantage of
Of calling out to the lord above
Of never ever being strong enough
Of never knowing how it feels to be loved
Except by force
Of course

I got those preteen on Omegle blues
I'm all alone in my room tonight
The cold wind bites at my dying tooth
And the screen paints a sickly light
Across a face that's glassy-eyed
Did just about anything for attention
Across a body, I was too young
Made to do things too awful to mention
By force
But of course
There was choice involved
But there was always, always force