I sit in a dark corner all day long
Just writing my life's song
Why am I always so confused?
Why does everything wrong happen to me?
My life is nothing but pain
I can't handle anymore misery
People ask why I'm always depressed
People think I'm messed
Some even say I'm weird
But I don't care what people think
They don't know what I'm going through
My life is just plain difficult
Do you know...
I cut myself to free the pain
A little happiness is what I gain
No one knows me
But I am what society would say 'emo'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem