The Backup Friends are Never social, nor so popular. The Backup Friends are Never social, nor so popular.

This poem is about how people treat us like a tissue paper to use and throw. This poem is about how people treat us like a tissue paper to use and throw.

When I went back to my home I saw blood in hollow walls. When I went back to my home I saw blood in hollow walls.

How could I forget that first kiss? How could I forget that first kiss?

That you can rest on, a father's heart is a tissue. That you can rest on, a father's heart is a tissue.

Equality is long gone, quality of life going, with life when will I be done? Equality is long gone, quality of life going, with life when will I be done?