Emo is a state of mind.
It doesn't mean...
Forbidden love the greatest kind
Fruit of thorns but not of vines...
Truth is ugly and cold
Truth is your mirror...
Don't demand.
Do not force me...
I am treated differently
I notice every day...
Counting the lines on my wall,
Thinking about how life could be...
I slip into my second skin
Deft brush strokes...
Hands raised in the air,
together we stand for whats fair...
Like me, Love me
Hate me, Rate me...
I love to hate my lust for fate
For my Love always comes too late...
This whole world is filled with pain,
Wild beasts yet left UN-tame...
He's a man with a past, scars all around,
Which have engraved themselves into him...