Passionate BurnShe was a majestic beauty, she wasA true piece of goldHe was a young fool, he wasHe could only see her glitter when she shinedShe was a radiant sunbeamLooking for her dark moonbeamHe was a phony piece of stardustLooking for his starTogether they made a planetA rough, rocky planetWith the atmosphere full of toxic gasesAnd burning lava flowing through the landIt didn't start that wayOnce full of wonderful, fresh lifeIt was gorgeous, in it's own wayBut beauty fades away with ageSoon no life was thereIt was just an empty thingA big, empty rockFloating in spaceThe sunbeam burnt outThe stardust blew across
CandyIt looks delicious and sweetIt sounds like heaven served on a stickIt's so tempting to indulge inThe girl is young and innocentShe takes it and swallowsIt lusciously bursts on her tongueSweet juices flying everywhere in her mouthIt felt so wonderfulShe had never been happierBut then the pain cameFor the girl must learn that everything has an aftertasteSoon the sweet turned sourHer whole mouth was scornedWith her tongue burning up like the sunShe couldn't speakIt hurt too much
I am EmoI am emoDark as nightSkin pale whiteAnd pants oh-so-help-me-God tightWith greasy hair and bangsThat blind me as they hang"I HATE LIFE!" I sangBecause someone stole my chicken wangI blast my music through the hallIt bounces off the wallsAnd is so loud that it makes people fallAnd run screaming for the bathroom stallsI hate having to grinIt burns my chinIt should be a sinAlong with being un-thinI have much to be depressed aboutSo I go out, scream and shoutAbout how I have many doubtsAbout life and now I must poutI can be a bit over the topWith my upbeat bopsAnd punky popBut I'll never stopBecause
Bring Me to Life: Chapter 2The next day was better...or so I thought.I rode my new bike to school to show it off to everyone. Don't worry, no one will steal it, I made sure to buy a bike chain to keep it safe.Surprisingly, when I got to school no one seemed to care about my bike. I was baffled. Had no one seen how AMAZING this bike is?! It had a basket WITH A PICTURE OF HANNAH MONTANA ON IT! It was gorgeous!After I locked it securely, I ran inside Washington Middle School (I know, first day of middle school! I'm SO big now!) just as the bell rang. Everyone was inside the gym for orientation. I went up in the bleachers and sat next to a girl with long blonde hair
DifferentWhy must I be me?Why must everyone ignore me?Why don't they believe me?Why can't they believe I'm sad?Why can't they believe I'm hurt?Why can't they understandJust because I don't have it as bad as othersI can still be me?Sad, gloomy, miserable me?Why must I hide myself behind these doors?Why must I pretend to be something I'm not?Why I aren't I important?Why aren't I worthy of their love?Their affection?Their comfort?Why must I be forced in this shell?This tiny, dark shellAway from everyone else?Why must I be this way?So different?So stubborn?So angry?So weird?So ugly?So depressed?So alone?
Teddy BearThe pure innocent days of sweet childhood ring through his earsHe can remember it all and live in it if he just triesBut eventually hell comes a knockin'And he's all alone againThe next day he is goneEveryone tells themselves he's in a happy place, but in their hearts they know he isn'tStill, they do nothing but ignoreThe fact that hell will knock on their doorOne dayEventuallyMaybeHe hopes