Emo Girl
All through the day
Class after class
Fake laugh after fake laugh
I fight to keep myself intact
(For how much longer
Must this battle be waged?)
Expression carefully controlled
Lips a thin compressed line
That squeeze just a bit tighter when you walk by.
Otherwise, the misery building up in my throat might escape...and you might hear.
And I'm afraid of the disgust that might flash across your face.
Afraid of the calls of your friends "Hey, emo girl, whatsa matter? Wanna knife?"
(I told you I
Had
Cut.
You told your friends
They told the world
And you dumped me.)
At night
I fall apart
Shatter
Into the cold emptiness
Whimpers rack my body
Sobs burn my throat
And yet
Nobody comes to find out what's wrong.
My parents are locked away in their room
Screaming
Throwing
Divorcing
One day at a time.
(You promised we
Would not be like them
And ironically
You were right.
They fight each other
For eachother
You dumped me
For yourself
For your image
For an image that was being ruined by those three letters
E
M
O
Emo)
You were the first person who cared
Cared enough to approach a quiet, shy girl
Draw her into your circle of friends
Listen to the streams of hurt that escaped her mouth
And hold her tight at night
Keep her whole
(Pepper her skin with the imprint of your lips.
Make her feel wanted.
Needed.
Loved.
Help her find the pieces she lost so many lonely loveless years before.
Let the person behind the pain
Emerge
Tall and proud
As she walked down the hall
Holding your hand.)
That's where the story should have ended
Happily
It didn't
It ended with another hole ripped in me
Another piece that spirals away
Held captive by your heart
And an ugly nickname chanted at me
When I walk the halls
("Emo, emo girl. Emo, emo girl, why you still here? Why you still alive?")
It ended with
Fake smile after fake smile
Through class after class
All through the day
As I fight to keep myself intact
(How long can I hold on?)
Class after class
Fake laugh after fake laugh
I fight to keep myself intact
(For how much longer
Must this battle be waged?)
Expression carefully controlled
Lips a thin compressed line
That squeeze just a bit tighter when you walk by.
Otherwise, the misery building up in my throat might escape...and you might hear.
And I'm afraid of the disgust that might flash across your face.
Afraid of the calls of your friends "Hey, emo girl, whatsa matter? Wanna knife?"
(I told you I
Had
Cut.
You told your friends
They told the world
And you dumped me.)
At night
I fall apart
Shatter
Into the cold emptiness
Whimpers rack my body
Sobs burn my throat
And yet
Nobody comes to find out what's wrong.
My parents are locked away in their room
Screaming
Throwing
Divorcing
One day at a time.
(You promised we
Would not be like them
And ironically
You were right.
They fight each other
For eachother
You dumped me
For yourself
For your image
For an image that was being ruined by those three letters
E
M
O
Emo)
You were the first person who cared
Cared enough to approach a quiet, shy girl
Draw her into your circle of friends
Listen to the streams of hurt that escaped her mouth
And hold her tight at night
Keep her whole
(Pepper her skin with the imprint of your lips.
Make her feel wanted.
Needed.
Loved.
Help her find the pieces she lost so many lonely loveless years before.
Let the person behind the pain
Emerge
Tall and proud
As she walked down the hall
Holding your hand.)
That's where the story should have ended
Happily
It didn't
It ended with another hole ripped in me
Another piece that spirals away
Held captive by your heart
And an ugly nickname chanted at me
When I walk the halls
("Emo, emo girl. Emo, emo girl, why you still here? Why you still alive?")
It ended with
Fake smile after fake smile
Through class after class
All through the day
As I fight to keep myself intact
(How long can I hold on?)