Emo love

Who cried and cried, that was all he did

into the world he traveled all alone,

into a world that was made of stone,

so cold, unfeeling, was that horrid place,

so he put on makeup to hide his face,

just in case they saw how hurt he felt,

and he never once cried out for help.

he passed by my whay on his walk alone

and i told him that i wasnt made of stone

and i held him close and wispered as he cried

"ill keep you safe, in this world that has died"

so now its me and my little emo kid

he could have let go, but im glad he lived