Save me.

From the hollow words, see-through lies of this forsaken world

Save me.

From the many ideals that sprouts from the minds of ye sinners

Save me.

From the magazines that shows what fake beauty should be.
(as if beauty equals fair skin and big boobs)

Save me.

From the peers that keep on blabbing about fashion.
(as if fashion is the most important thing in the world)

Save me.

From the idiosyncrasies of people.

Save me.

From the society who does nothing but judge.

Save me.
From the pain and suffering of not being able to do what you wanted to do because your family disapproves of it.

Lastly,

Save me.

From thinking and knowing and understanding.

Because through these things I learned.

But the knowledge only serve to hurt me.

I beg you.

Save me.