Is it really that bad?
You cant accept the fact
That I get a little sad?
That I am a little mad?
So I favor black
And i don't like pink
You use those as reasons
To make my soul sink.
So some of us cut
And some of us don't
We can smile
Laugh love and live.
We're just not like the rest
Sure we cry
We want to die
But none of you understand.
Its not like we had planned
To live life like this
To spend our days
Depressed and amiss.
We're not bad people
We don't worship Satan
We're not out to kill anyone
We just don't like the world.
As much as everyone else
And we don't like ourselves
As much as we could
But we're o.k with that.
You can call us ugly
You can call us fat
But you cant change who we are
We are Emo.
Whats so wrong with that?
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My poems or short stories, will be different than any other. Maybe more horror, I don't know, what do you think? Comment. Don't Steal. Don't Copy.
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