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Wednesday, October 9, 2013

The Unwanted Emo Son

You dislike my style,
You undo my smile.
For You I am nothing,
Not worth a single thing.

You call me hopeless,
I feel so homeless.
You're not the mother I deserve,
Don't give me the love I am worth.

You don't love me, no doubt,
On my scars you are proud.
I am the emo son you despite,
I am the blackend sun every night.

Black clothes and black hair,
Feelings of despair,
You'll always hate me this way,
And I'm trying not to stay.

You are my mother,
Not like I bother,
But you have to care,
About me, I swear.

I know I'm nothing without you,
But I don't know what else to do.
Are you happy to see me cry,
Or do you think it's time to die?

In my mind is a battleground,
With silence as the only sound.
Silent voices are screaming much too loud,
I don't know what they're screaming about.

You are driving me insane,
I am standing in the rain.
Heaven's tears fall upon me,
In loneliness I can't see.

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