Im gunna draw a picture,
A picture with a twist,
I'll draw it with a razor,
I'll draw it on my wrist.
I'm gunna paint my nails,
Painting with a twist,
I'll paint it with blood,
I'll draw it from my wrist.
My mum told me not to cut my wrist. She is dead now
A POEM BY BROOKE ABOUT EMO PEOPLE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is an awesome poem! good job!