Photographs of Teen Spirt

Take this photograph

We'll cut it into four.

Three and one,

Four and two.

Maybe this will be the start,

Of the rest of our lives, together

Maybe we can make this work,

I hope that for both our sanities we can

They come between us sometimes

With their trivial problems

But thanks to you,

I am still fighting on

Take my heart and open it up,

See me for who I am,

Scared, awkward and alone

Then lock me back up

Tell no-one what you've seen

Can you see me now?

Can you see who I am?

Tell me who you think I am

And how I truely feel inside

Stop the pain,
Kill the pride,
Spread the love,
Try not to hide yourself.

Can you see us now, as we stand together?