Tears

Yeah, her name was Lauren and
Every mornin' was pourin'
Her coffee inside a cup while
Dreamin' of somewhere foreign
Wanted more in her life she felt was borin'
Would often compare herself on
Instagram while explorin'
Confidence was low and
Compliments would throw
She'd always freeze up 'cause she didn't
Have the confidence to know
That she was perfectly beautiful
Wasn't said 'til the funeral
Would compensate with pills 'cause she
Never thought she was suitable
Unusual, she never showed any signs
She often would hide behind a
Smile that kept people blind
Never talk about the problems that
She had at the time
Pretend to be fine 'til medication
Mixed with the wine now she gone 'cause the
Fantasy they sold online
Another victim to the system we
All struggled to climb

Always fightin' off these demons
Peace she never could find
Laughed at by the same
People who always preachin', "Be kind"
Ain't that ironic? Ain't that ironic?

His name Mason, often on PlayStation
Would game hours with friends 'cause
To him that was vacation
Stayed patient but every day he
Was facin' this abuse
'Cause people found the videos
He was makin' he was good too
Would wonder what he should do
Because of all the teasin'
He stopped makin' shit on YouTube
Feelin' broken, copin', drinkin'
And smokin' tears runnin' down his face
His pillowcase was soakin'
Kids provokin' and pokin' at his emotions
He couldn't handle the stress so he
Hung himself with the rope
Now people sharin' his story
Like they all carin'
And sendin' each other love like
They was givin' him hope
They missed the issue
And walls he put his fist through
And covered up with posters
While strugglin' to continue

Always fightin' off these demons
Peace she never could find
Laughed at by the same
People who always preachin', "Be kind"
Ain't that ironic? Ain't that ironic?