emo
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I've spent too much time caring about other people's views
Wear what you want
It doesn't matter who you are
Born a girl, feel like a boy
Don't want to wear your skirts cause society says it ain't right
‘are you okay?’ they ask, and i reply,
‘really, why are you worried? i swear, i’m fine.’
but i know that i’m really not okay
that this is all a mask, a pretty face
Jinx knew she was in trouble when she saw his name flash across her screen.
He, the almightly nail-painter, combat-boot-wearer, bipolar feelings-fucker,
he needed her.
I mean, she was assuming that's what this was about.
I am only 17
And working at Mickey D's
Drive thru
Only to see you drive thru
Higher than a kite
And flirt with them big brown eyes
How I wish I was as high as you are
There's a monster in my closet,
He tells me how I'll die,
He tells me when I'll go,
When I'll say goodbye,
Oh this monster in my closet,
Hears a tap on my window,
There's a crow waiting,
I'm your pretty standard emo,
I have cuts all down my arms.
I wear all black a lot,
And my writing's pretty dark.
People don't appreciate,
My negative attitude.
The way I wear my beanie,
blood is thicker than water, they say
but to me, they are the same
i feel the blood leaking out of my heart
like liquid pain boiling through my skin
and
This is to the kids who are struggling to get by in life.
The kids who stay up at night cause their mind won’t stop.
The kids who relate more to bands than to anyone else.
Soul of Darkness
Eyes don't lie
Heart filled with hurt
Mind filled with dirt
Lips always curled into a smile
Mouth filled with laughter
Dimples are always showing
She says she's happy
If I hit a low again
In the witching hour
from the dark room where I lay awake all alone,
and I’ve gone so numb I can’t feel the aching cold
Every beginning has an end
and every enemy was once a friend
deception the act of making someone believe something that is not true
the act of deceiving someone
I've fallen into a melancholy again...
It's a strange funk that I'm comfortable in.
And part of me wants to ask you to stay
And watch the rest of me fall away.
I feel great.
I really do.
A star will fall and never return to the sky..
Millions of years of beautiful journey yet a time will come where even the largest stars die
While its a sad conslusion its the truth.
Stars die to
Yeah bitch screw you too...
I hate the word love straight up
So to the bitch who ripped my heart out wassup
Tell me how’d it feel with the other guy?
If you take a second and just look around..
left, right, up, and then down..
I want you to think to yourself what happens when your eyes close.
Lay here face to my pillow contemplating everything.
Why’d I say that? Why’d I do that?
What will I say tomorrow? What will I do tomorrow?
When a baby walks and falls we cheer yelling do it again! Try again!
When a kid can’t count to 100 he gets helped by his parents.
You're sitting there across the room yet it feels like..
your a hundred miles away…
I gaze at you and the way your eyes shine
your smile shines brightly and kind
I’m asleep oh so gentle, so calm. I wake up to a touch on my arm. I jump up scared thinking he’s back, I then notice the feeling was myself touching my arm. “Anyone there?” I ask frightened.
This story begins with a girl in bed sleeping, It's very silent, not a sound to be heard. I’m sitting on a chair next to her bed glaring blankly at her.
I cannot live without love,
If you are none faithful or a believer of a man above
you have still felt love once upon a time
if it be for your lover or your coin
we have felt love.
why are all the emo bands
about fathers and sports?
dad punchers
modern baseball
dads
american football
number one dads
what's better than that
guys being dudes?
Abandoned.
Left alone to deal with the unkown.
My fears tango with my tears.
I'm not okay.
I have no hope today.
There has always been something special about October
About Halloween
About the Addams Family
and their sadistic values
There's something about the moon at night
The day is towards its end
Your hands are wrapped around your head
Why won't the pain just end?
Blame yourself for all that's wrong
The days feel way too long
The nights are far from calm
My Community is often called dark.
We are often mistaken as rundown.
However we are the ones with the spark.
The pain I feel is from within,
The smile is all a show,
The dreams I had
Once big and bold
Suddenly crushed and hopeless.
Who needs me
I am no-body
Unwanted, alone, trapped..
I stand here touching the breeze in my hair,
feeling unconscious full of despair,
I feel the touch of freedom.
You told me i have legs, so I walk.
I stand here with the darkness in my eyes,
Burny Burny Cut Cut.
Can’t you see that it’s enough,
to make it all go away
and let me live another day?
Slice Slice Bleed Bleed.
They watch me as I do my deed.
Close my eyes and loose myself.
The Inner Me.
It's the soul you cannot see.
The pain, the struggles, the beating, and troubles.
I cry out for help.
Suicide thoughts.
No one there to tell me, stop.
I'm am confused at the mind.
A man who's life was strife by death left mights in his regrets.
Life can be a pain and with punishment they may blame,
but one thing that it gives,
its forgivness for you'r sins.
As the man shouts to death
There was a place and timeDon't ever go back to thenIt is just filled of memoriesAnd sadnessOf people who don'tRemember you, andPeople whom you wish to forgetYou've visited your past
I'm just a typical teenage girl, but I still struggle.
My thoughts engulf me. I wish I could escape.
The girl you assume you know is probably fake.
In, out
Right, left
Yes, no
Go through the motions.
What if you can't?
The walls are caving,
The ground is shaking,
The world seems to be falling apart.
There once was a girl who could never stop crying,
who had so much pain she envied the dying
Her eyes were red as a recent cut's splatter,
but she could never stop crying, so it didn't matter
She watched her king walk away,
Leaving her all alone now everyday,
Just left her standing by the queen,
Her broken life now everyone has seen,
She was all alone in the palace,
