The emo song

Dear diary,
mood: apathetic
my life is spiraling downward. i couldn\'t get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause 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 do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .

i\'m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
you\'d be non-conforming to if u look just like me
i have paint on my nails and make-up 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 most just call me a f*g
\'cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like d*kes
\'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 with low self-esteem
the way i dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe\'en
i have no real problems but i like to make believe
i stole my sister\'s mascara 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\' never any fun
they say they already have a p*ssy, 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 in 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 ahold of me and tightening it\'s grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister\'s jeans . . . which look great on my 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 told my friends i bleed black and cry during classes
i\'m just a bad, cheap imitation of goth
you can read me \"Catcher in the Rye,\" and watch me jack off
i wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
if i said i like girls i\'d only be half right

i look like i\'m dead and dress like a homo
i must be emo
screw XBOX i play old school Nintendo
i must be emo
i like to whine and hate my parentals
i must be emo
me and my friends all look like clones
i must be emo

my parents just don\'t get me you know. they think i\'m gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. well, a couple of guys. but i mean, it\'s the 2000s. can\'t 2, or 4 dudes 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 that gets me, you\'re my best friend. . . . i feel like tacos

***yes. i know that this is not a poem and that i didn\'t write it. so don\'t tell me. i put this up bcuz i was board***