Emo Kid - Poem by Dakota Bordeau
I sit in the 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 put pain,
I cant handle any more misery,
People ask me 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 nothing except difficult do you know?
I cut myself free the pain,
And a little happiness is what I gain,
No one knows me.
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