I'm sorry that my favourite colour isn't black,
but I wish that you would love me back.
I always try my best to be,
an emo like you but that's not me.
I can't keep pretending to be something I'm not,
and I really like you more than a lot.
But we both live in our own different world,
you're an emo boy and I'm a girly girl.
I'm not expecting you to change,
but us two together is pretty strange.
I have to stick to my shopping and dancing,
Emo Hater:
You emos suck I mean what do you do?
Other than moan about what you've been through.
You self-harm 'cause you hate your life, you claim the answer to everything involves a knife.
Emo Lover:
Well obviously you don't know us a lot,
because mst people brand us as hot!
People like you are people we don't trust,
but we can't help it if you're jealous of us.
I fell into a love trance, which soon got disturbed by the loud noises of footsteps coming closer to the door. Jill grabbed my hand and promptly drew me into the cupboard and shut the doors. It smelt of iron and almost made me sick. I couldn't see Jill because of the darkness, but sensing her there was just enough to make me fall into a trance again!
I heard the door open and the trampling footsteps.
"I'm sure I heard it, sir! I could've sworn I heard a door open, I'm sure of it!" I overheard a small but certain voice say.
Now I'm curious 'cos I wanna know,
why does some people not wanna be an emo?
We always get called 'emo' and it makes us content,
we actually take it as a compliment.
'Cos we emos are cool in our own way,
we love being emo night and day.
We listen to songs with actual meaning,
and we don't like Mariah Carey or do cleaning.
We ignore strangers who tend to stare,
'cos they're stupid and we don't care.
We don't pretend to be something we're not,
Here I am and here I stay,
alone, crying, in dismay.
Cannot deny all this pain,
wonder if things will ever be the same.
Blood is streaming down my arm,
first ever time I've done self-harm.
I only did it cos I'm sick of my life,
cannot bear to live with this strife.
Too much anger and too much frustration,
tired of all the complication.
My friends are the only ones that understand me,
my brothers are twats and my mam is a freak!
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