Emo Or Not? You Decide...
Shut your eyes...Please?
Now Think...
What is it really like to be me?
To cover yourself in black. Everything on you is black including your heart.
What do you feel?
Think,
What's it really like to slit your wrists because everything is your fault and still is?
But then you have to hide it?
Then kids at school have a go at you and show you they're non-scareed wrists.
They start pushing you about, giving you dirty looks and verbal abuse. You walk away but they follow you...
How do you feel?
Everytime you're alone in the street you feel like you're being followed.
But then you realise what you've become.
Someone not worth living.
And now you smoke, you've done it for a long time but you've only just realise what you have been doing.
You smoke because you don't want to slit your wrists anymore. But both have become addictive and you can't stop either...
How do you feel?
Do you want to die yet?
Let me tell you more...
You have everyone on your back constantley where ever you are, even in your own room.
You become more paranoid and the addictions get worse. At least once every hour either one or the other has been done. But you don't stop there...
You start to cut deeper and smoke more heavily.
You have styled your hair 'emo' and start to listen to more depressing music...
How do you feel?
Getting it yet?
No?
Read on...
Every single person has figured out who you really are. Apart from a couple of people, everyone else hates you for who THEY think you are.
Ready yet?
Understand me now?
Yes?
This is who i have become so don't blame me or judge me for who i really am.
Now Think...
What is it really like to be me?
To cover yourself in black. Everything on you is black including your heart.
What do you feel?
Think,
What's it really like to slit your wrists because everything is your fault and still is?
But then you have to hide it?
Then kids at school have a go at you and show you they're non-scareed wrists.
They start pushing you about, giving you dirty looks and verbal abuse. You walk away but they follow you...
How do you feel?
Everytime you're alone in the street you feel like you're being followed.
But then you realise what you've become.
Someone not worth living.
And now you smoke, you've done it for a long time but you've only just realise what you have been doing.
You smoke because you don't want to slit your wrists anymore. But both have become addictive and you can't stop either...
How do you feel?
Do you want to die yet?
Let me tell you more...
You have everyone on your back constantley where ever you are, even in your own room.
You become more paranoid and the addictions get worse. At least once every hour either one or the other has been done. But you don't stop there...
You start to cut deeper and smoke more heavily.
You have styled your hair 'emo' and start to listen to more depressing music...
How do you feel?
Getting it yet?
No?
Read on...
Every single person has figured out who you really are. Apart from a couple of people, everyone else hates you for who THEY think you are.
Ready yet?
Understand me now?
Yes?
This is who i have become so don't blame me or judge me for who i really am.