Emo Kid

"Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic

My life is spiraling downward

I couldn't get enough money to go to the "Blood Red Romance & Suffocate Me Dry" concert.

It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You' and 'Rip Apart My Soul' and of course 'Stabby, Rip, Stab, Stab'.

And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to that flippy thing either.

Like that guy from that band can do. Somedays..."

I'm an Emo kid, Non-conforming as can be.

You'd me Non-conforming too if you looked just like me.

I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face,

I'm almost Emo enough to start shaving my legs.

Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag,

I call it freedom of expression, you'll just call me a fag.

Cause our dudes look like chicks, and our chicks look like dykes,

Cause Emo is one step below transvestite.

Stop my breathing and slit my throat,

I must be Emo.

I don't jump around when I go to shows,

I must be Emo.

I'm dark, and sensitive and low self esteem,

The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween.

I have no real problems but I like to make believe,

I stole my sisters mascara and now I'm grounded for a week.

Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies,

I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing.

Girls keep breaking up with me,

It's never any fun,

They say they already have a pussy, They don't need another one.

Stop my breathing and slit my throat,

I must be Emo.

I don't jump around when I go to shows,

I must be Emo.

Dye' my hair and polish on my toes,

I must be Emo.

I play guitar and write suicide notes,

I must be Emo.

"...My life is just a black abyss, You know? It's so dark. And it's suffocating me, Grabbing a hold of me and tightening it's grip..

Tighter then a pair of my little sisters jeans.

Which look great on me, by the way..."

When I get depressed, I cut my wrists in every direction.

Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection.

I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses,

I tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes.

I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of Goth,

You could read me 'Catcher In The Rye' and watch me jack-off.

I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life,

If I said I liked girls I'd only be half right.

I look like I'm dead and I dress like a homo,

I must be Emo.

Screw XBOX I play old school Nintendo,

I must be Emo.

I like to whine and hit my parentals,

I must be Emo.

Me and my friends all look like clones,

I must be E-mo.

"My parents don't get Emo.

They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy...Well, a couple of guys. But I mean it's the 2000's. Can't two...or four dudes just make out with each other without being gay?

I mean chicks dig that kind of thing anyways.

I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one on that gets me, You're my best friend...

I feel like Taco's...."