Thank You

Thank You Classmates,
For all you've spoiled,
For all you've burned,
My plan has been foiled.

I tried to be normal,
Perfect in your eyes,
It's just to bad,
I saw through your lies.

You make people believe,
They just don't compare,
And flash a devilish smile,
and a lingering glare.

You look down on them,
Everyone imperfect and unaware,
Then you judge people,
Simply by what they wear.

But you not perfect either,
Even when you try to cover,
we notice the imperfection,
we love to discover.

What pulls your trigger,
What makes you tick,
And when we find out,
we make you sick.

So preps and jocks,
What do you say now?
Are you gonna call us freaks,
or make us bow?

You think we're pathetic,
We're just not good enough,
You think we can't handle,
All the tough stuff.

We don't care what you think,
We are good enough,
If you think it bothers us,
Get over that bluff.

It is true,
We are punks and emos,
And if we want,
We'll listen to screamo.

Just because we're not like you,
Doesn't mean we're wrong,
Just because we're all unique,
Doesn't mean we don't belong.