We waste death when we live
by randomconfusion
MY MEANING OF EMO:
DEATH BEFORE YOU DIE
Blood is sweet when your depressed and feal alone,
I feel like a storm, as if im going to just explode
in a series of seconds,
My life sucks like a slut with the obious,
Its like im the only one that understands me,
Noone realy cares,
I dont tell them,
My best friend has realised my state of mind,
I like to watch the blood drip like a mi stream,
I'm afraid of myself.I feel crazy, as if i've
lost my mind, but did my jorney today, this week,
the last year matter?
Or was it a waste of death?
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