Don't criticize me for my looks,
my love of books,
the lives I took,
the hearts I broke,
or people I choked,
So let this poem clear the smoke,
now leave the room,
while I slit my throat.
I'm not emo, I just have feelings.
my love of books,
the lives I took,
the hearts I broke,
or people I choked,
So let this poem clear the smoke,
now leave the room,
while I slit my throat.
I'm not emo, I just have feelings.
