I'm nothing to the people around me.
Everyday they clown me
See I'm something no one likes
Blades cur in to my skin, yet there is no pain
But I will never feel shamed
I'm EMO and proud to be
There are many people just like me
Look inside and you'll find
A broken heart,  not to kind
My family will never understand what's it's like to feel
My kind of pain, it's just so unreal
Sometimes I wish I could die
So I can never cry

I'm proud to be Emo
Is that a problem?

I live in the Darkness
Is it your problem?

Blades cut into my skin
But to me it's not the end

My blood spills all on the ground
But do I make a sound

No, because it's my choice
And I don't care about your voice

Don't say another word,
you know what you have me falling for.
your wrapping your words around my heart,
like a weapon in the dark.
I try to look away but those bright blue eyes,
pull me back into your beautiful lies.

You pull me around and bring me back in time.
I remember when you left that morning and didn't return that night.
I would ask you where you been but all you do is stutter.
But for some reason i know your name will be the last word i utter.

I feel like i should leave,
I know every night you go out to drink.
I can't leave you alone,
but i have problems of my own.

Your faithful to me but your not.
You turn your head and then get some off the rocks.
Baby that bottle brings out your worst,
It turns my lullaby in the form of a curse.

That taste that you try to hide on your breath,
I love you but i hate that sour kiss.
We all have demons in all shapes and sizes.
Yours brings pain in the shape of a bottle.

My watch says six but my clock says eleven.
I haven't bought a calender since 2007.
Time has no meaning in a place so far from heaven.
Where it's people were eager to meet a dead end.

From dark streets of stone to the wind chilled bones, this town is my town.
A place I call home.

Its a land of the dead, from self saddened dread.
Everyone of us bled for a life with the dead.
None of us here are whole in the head.
We're living in here with constant distress.

We've been pushed just too far.
We're stuck in pools of tar.
Although we look to the stars,
We see no angels afar.

As long as we're here,
We'll never disappear.
As the dark draws near,
We still wait for angels to appear.

I want to fill you up,
take all
of your available inches,
feel you squirm,
turning this way & that,
slide
rapidly around
to create
those spine-tingling sensations,
to hear
your primordial sounds,
then shoot you
full of mystery,
the sacred
mystery of love.

i know love is like a river bending and has its bumps but in the end it settles and and stills. with life and love all know its true that you love me and i love you