
I became and emopunkchild...oops.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Words: 185 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 04-16-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2347471
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When did I start living, breathing,
Brick red Converse and Bright Eyes
Lyrics from Take it Easy
Drinking in my own poetry like
Water then purging myself of it
When did everything become CWF
And teenage angst
Something about paper cuts I think
Why can't I remember being happy
Where did neverbeenkissed go to?
When did love become a song I wrote
That no one can ever sing because I
Don't know how to write a melody
When did I start being emopunkchild
Thinking I'm so much better than everyone else
Because I know how to hurt so much more
Than people dying lungs collapsing
Children bleeding, starving, singing
Songs of hopelessness
And I'm the one forgotten by the rest of the world?
Never cutting because I'm not selfish yet I'm
Gorging myself with ink stained fingers
Ink drenched papers and computer keys
Writing out my soul as if it really mattered
Am I pathetic enough now?
Last night looking into the stars I realized
I've become just another sick emo kid
Dying of the self-pity disease
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