deathhippie

To be emo, that is my fate.
God I hope not,
but at least I would lose weight.
But the sadness,
It does not carry well on my heart.
and there are friends,
to whom I would rather not part.
so I sit here,
and think of stupid things to say.
I should be sleeping,
or outside like a kid at play.
but my words,
they are all dried up inside.
like raisens
with a bit of joy to hide.
so I still sit here,
writing this stupid ass thing
I have nothing to do
and there are no songs to sing.

I am feeling quite lame at this moment. I wrote a poem on accident at first though, which even though it is also pretty lame, it came out. Which is a good sign. I am pretty damn bored with my life though. I feel like I am swing from hope to hope, just trying to stay afloat. My dogs ear has got this nast thing in it too. I don't have the money to take her to a vet so I just keep cleaning it out well and I hope it gets better.

I am blue.

--- Edit cuz I love me ---

Emo, once it was just the superdepressed goth/punker kids listening to overly emotional/dramatic music while whinning about crappy lifes. (I.e. why I use it as a deragotory term. )

now I swear it has its own 80's throw back half goth fashion. .

Apparently its trendy to be sad.


I long for halloween. I was trying to go to New orleans this year. Its not going to happen though. Looks like I will be handing out poisoned candy again..