Poem of Clocks
Posted on December 3, 2009 in the emo poems category
Click clack goes the clock
It’s not me you should mock
I have black hair
but that gives no right to stare
I wear black eye shadow
you be a buck, I’ll be a mad doe
I cut my wrists for fun
I want attention from anyone
You should feel sorry for me
I’m in pain if you cannot see
That’s why I squeeze into skinny jeans
so tight you can see my pork and beans
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