Angst In Suburbia

There's angst in suburbia.
Slits on wrists,
Hands in fists.
Take one hit, everyone insists.

There's angst in suburbia.
Young kids acting older,
Wary people getting bolder.
Are there any more good heads on shoulders?

There's angst in suburbia.
Girls making themselves sick,
Living off a celery stick.
There's no reason to look like that other chick.

There's angst in suburbia.
Boys trying to believe the bluff
That they're big and tough.
Have they had enough?

There's angst in suburbia.
Homes are divided,
Shame has coincided.
We just need to be guided.