To my dearest Emo girl

I’ve fallen in love with girls like you a thousand times
Same hair, same lips, same played out moves
Same sob stories of how you’ve been used.

Same smell
Same taste, same way you move those hips
You’re the perfect example of being full of shit.

You weren’t always like that
My sad scene girl.
My wanna be emo girl.

All those cuts on your wrist,
Slave to your razor blades’ kiss
Let’s sit down and listen to some bad music

It’s about time that you hear this
Do you think you and your clones can take this?
Pierced lips, queer taste, colorized foolishness,

God I wish I could beat you with a pair of Converse®
The whining and the bitching just makes it worst.
Its time you had your pretty fucking bubble burst

You weren’t always like this
Damn sad scene girl.
You wanna be emo girl.

God I can’t help but feel sad while I write this
Laughing inside as I rhyme it
Tell me has the message finally hit?

You’re no individualist
Just another in denial conformist
Never loved, always sad, aren’t there pills to fight this?

I wish I could understand you
Why do little girls want to be you?
I won’t rest until my words slay that emo attitude.

Open your eyes,
Break the chains in your mind
Take my hand and I’ll free you.

We’ll find the true uniqueness inside you,
Without all the teenage boo who who
Stand tall, walk hard and be the real you.


Sincerely,
Leinad Z.