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When I'm all alone and I listen to music,
They say I am emo for I dress in this tunic.
But I love being alone, not having to smile,
And no nothing is wrong I'm just a little hostile.
When ever I don’t speak or utter one word,
They claim a bad attitude but I'm being unheard,
So emotionless I become not one single expression,
And no I'm not rude I'm just a master of deception.
But whenever I speak, I speak what I mean,
It's not disrespectful so stop acting like a queen!
And yes this is my smile the one I was born with,
I haven’t done any wrongs, I'm not telling a myth,
I f I do one thing wrong among the many rights,
They say I am useless like fused out lights,
If I cannot do what they ask me to do,
Then I become worthless like a torn old shoe,
If I stay up late just to contemplate,
I'm no better then trash served on a plate,
So I ask you, what is there for me to do?
One day this will all come out, be prepared for the debut,

Everything I have I will gladly return,
Including this blood that flows through my veins!
Its yours again, spread on your floor,
I will return the flesh you provided me,
Cold it may be but its back in your hands,
I will return all your tears as well as your fears,
Even the fallen ones I will return,
Just like your possessions,
For they've never been mine,
I will not take a thing,
For nothing is what I own...

This poem was for a friend that was feeling down... So I took her feelings and made it a poem...