They told you that being depressed was just a part of growing up

There is no weakness in apologies
None in tears
None in love

There is no weakness in society
Just lost people
Children who were told that being mean and being pretty created
a character that everybody wanted to kiss

There is no weakness in loneliness
Just tired souls
Who were told that they deserve this darkness

There is no weakness in humanity
Only the disturbing trend that being human requires some sort of
"I'm so sorry"
As if these emotions are so insane
So unusual
That you no longer have a place here

Here where it is warm
Here where it is safe
Here is where you have to apologize for being human
Sweeti, you don't want, here
Here is a sad place to be

There is no weakness in you
Just lies whispered over and over again
Telling you "real boys and girls don't cry"