hearts on sleeves and
thick black rims
and chucks in check
we are those stupid emo kids
with that damn screaming
and the constant flow of tears
and the endless sleepless dreaming
and the bleeding of all our fears
power chords on keyboards
and the finger bleeding guitars
saying the same thing in every song
that they said before
got my messenger bag in tow
and melancholy smile on my face
and you and i both know
i'll end up in the same place
with the words i've etched
and the new scars you saw before
and i complain and whine and bitch
til you dont listen anymore.

like it or hate it,
this is my life.
::tear::

01/27/2003

Posted on 01/27/2003
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