Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic 
My life is spiraling downward 
I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and suffocate me dry concert 
It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab My Heart cause I Love You and Rip Apart My Soul and of course Stabity, Rip, Stab, Stab 
And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to flipply thing the other day like that guy from that band could do. Somedays 

I'm an emo kid, none confomting as can be you'd me [bad word] to if you looked just like me 
I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face 
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs, cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag I call it freedom of expression, mostjust call me a [bad word] 
Cause our dudes look like chicks and our chicks look like [bad word] 
Cause emo is one step below tranfestite 

Stop my breathing and slit my throat 
I must be emo 
I don't jump around when I go to shows 
I must be emo 

I'm dark, and sensitive low self esteem 
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween 
I have no real problems but I like to make believe 
I stole my sisters mascara and now I'm grounded for a week 
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobby 
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing 
Girls keep breaking up with me 
It's never any fun they say they already have a [bad word] 
They don't need another one 

Stop my breathing and slit my throat 
I must be emo 
I don't jump around when I go to shows 
I must be emo 
Dye in my hair nail polish on my toes 
I must be emo 
I play guitar and write suicide notes 
I must be emo 

My life is just a black abyss 
You know? It's so dark 
And its suffocating me 
Grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip 
Tighter then a pair of my little sisters jeans 
Which look great on me, by the way 

When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction 
Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection 
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses 
I tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes 
I'm just a bad cheap imitation of goth 
You could read me Catcher In The Rye and watch me jack-off 
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life 
If I said I liked girls I'd only be half right 

I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo 
I must be emo 
 [bad word] XBOX I play old school Nintendo 
I must be emo 
I like to whine and hit my parentals 
I must be emo 
Me and my friends all look like clones 
I must be emo 

My parents don't get me you know? 
They think I'm [bad word] because they saw me kiss a guy well, a couple of guys 
But I mean it's the 2 thousands can't two, or four dudes make out with each other without being [bad word] 
I mean chicks dig that kind of thing anyways 
I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one on that gets me, You're my best friend