I wear tight pants
So many cans and cants
I must be Emo
I slit my wrist
When I'm pissed
I must be emo
I have dreams of suicide
And by them I will abide
I must be emo
I write poetry
Cuz you wont see
I must be emo
I sit in a dark corner all alone
Its my crying zone
I must be emo
What are these labels we here everyday?
What makes us want to stay?
People can talk crap on us and we dont care!
They must be jealous cuz they sit and stare!
