EMO is not
Side bangs
Black T-shirts
Or skulls
EMO is not
Cutting yourself
Or hating the world because it doesn't revolve around you
Not locking your door
Or a type of music
EMO is not a person
EMO is
A feeling of being completely alone
It is not hate the world for not revolving around you
It's hating yourself for not for not being seen by anyone in the world
Not hating the world
But yourself
Emo means Emotional
Not hate or goth
But the ability to feel and see yourself
And be able to express yourself
Wearing black because you feel you're not part of a set pack
a slit a cut its all the same
a scar a cry so much pain
i hurt myself on the inside and out
i give a secrate scream a silent shout
what are you going to do its not like you care
so much depression so much dispair
not like you notice i dont show my tears
not like you see i hide my fears
Emo?
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 dont like pink
you use those as reasons
to make my soul sink
so some of us cut
and some of us dont
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 dont worship satan
we're not out to kill anyone
we just dont like the world
as much as everyone else
and we dont like ourselves
as much as we could
but we're ok with tha
Emo
*are not crybabies
*do not always wear black
*can be VERY nice people
*do not always cut themselves
*are not always depressed
*can be happy too
*are normal people just like you!
*EMO is just a label for emotional people!
that tend to fall in love easly and cry
I'm so lonely
Even with friends I'm so lonely
Will I ever find the one person that will try their best?
To make me happy beyond all reason?
To make me feel special?
To make me feel like the only person that matters?
Will I ever find the one just for me?
I'm so lonely
Even with friends.
Someday I'll find my one just for me…
That will make me feel happy beyond all reason
The one that will make me feel special
The one that will make me feel like the only person that matters…
But until I will remain lonely...
The pain of suffering,
the feeling of loss.
The person is near,
but will not speak.
The wound still fresh,
the pain is too great.
The person has spoken,
but will not go on.
The end is near,
the pain almost gone.
Their presence has passed,
but the memory remains.
The endeavor is over,
the memory forgotten.
Time stands still,
as the world starts to crumble.
Run - not a soul can catch you
Escape - Be no ones prisoner
Scream - Until the world can hear
Cry - until your tears have all gone
Hide - where the ghosts cant see you
Fight - to live another day
Believe - in what you feel is right
Search - for the hidden secrets
Fear - for the nights return
Listen - for the deathly silence
Forget - the unwanted mysteries
Pray - that sadness will evade you
Breathe - as if its your last breath
Remember - the way you survived
Mourn - for the loss of a miracle
Hope - you will be safe
Know - you will be stronger now
I am waiting,
For some sense of order
It's so frustrating,
Because I feel I'm getting older
And I remember,
All the days gone by
I have days I hurt so bad...
All I can do is cry
Yes, I live with this pain,
And I feel every day lost,
Is just another gained
It is the rhythm of my life,
And it forces me to change
I am who I am,
And it is who I shall remain
I am speaking,
Of a life filled with wonder
And I am remembering,
A life torn all asunder
It's so heartbreaking,
To see the look in your eyes
And when I look past my pride,
I see I'm not the only one who cries
Yes, I live with this pain
And even as I look back upon my l