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HI...! My name is no one but most people call emo-girl. I don't care what you call me except pretty, nice or good. I'm not a friendly person especially when people piss me. I will hurt or kill someone if they do. If you ever met me you'll know it's true. Everyone would describe me as a emo goth. I don't mind if people call me any of those three things. I agree that I'm an emo goth.

>>>>I only believe in the angels.

My poems..... From me to you........

Loved and Hated

I never been loved
I only have been hated
I want to be loved

I have been hated
I’ve been hated forever
I want to be loved

My sisters been loved
I wish to be loved again
Love and Hate, the worse

My family
My dear family
They are not lovely at all
They’re mean and their evil
They hurt me a lot
Punches, bruises and cuts too
They are so painful
My family stinks
I don’t like my family
They’re evil and mean

I wish
I wish for so much
I wish for a pony
I wish for a dog
I wish for a fish
But what do I really
Wish for…?
A birthday cake?
A cupcake?
A shortcake?
No that’s not it
What do I really wish for?
I wish for...
Hell to come.
No
My mother’s soul to come back.
No
My death to happen.
No
Oh Yeah!
I wish for a real family

Nobody’s listening……

Peep the style and the kids checking for it
The number one question is how could you ignore it
We drop right back in the cut
Over basement tracks
With raps that got you backing this up like
Rewind that
We're just rolling with the rhythm
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
With these non-stop lyrics of life living
Not to be forgotten
But still unforgiving
But in the meantime there are those who want to
Talk this and that
So I suppose
That it gets to a that point feelings got to get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
It goes

Try to give you warning
But everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening

I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
And everything left is a waste of time
I hate my rhymes
But hate everyone else's more
I'm riding on the back of this pressure
Guessing that it's better
That I can't keep myself together
Because all of this stress
Gave me something to write on
The pain gave me something I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood sweat and tears
The uphill struggle over years
The fear and trash talking
And the people it was to
And the people that started it
Just like you

Try to give you warning
But everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening

I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear

I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear

Try to give you warning
But everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But you don't want to hear me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening

I got a
Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger
Held in my chest
Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
Nothing to gain
Everything to fear

Coming at you...

Why

Why am I here?
Why do I live?
Why should I stay?
Why can’t I die?
Why are you so evil?
Why do I stuffer?
Why is my happy self dead?
Why is life so hard?
Why do you force me to stay?
Why can’t I love?
Why can’t I be loved?
Why…?

Unsatisfying Death

My hatred for you is hardly small.
I promise myself I will watch you die.
Ghostly Lights fill the night.
You won’t win so don’t try to fight.

Runaway if you please but I will still end your life
Your blood shall be all over my knife.
As you watch your life pass you by.
I stand in enjoyment watchingyou die.

Then you look at me in a horrid expression.
But the pain you feel does not ease my depression.
Now your dead and you can’t even see.
The horrible things you have done to me…

I ...
I live only to kill...
I wish to die...
But I can never die...
Life is unfair...
Just like God...
Please stop the pain...
Just let me die...
Let me die fairly and happy...

>>>>>Like my poems? I both love and hate them. But they really cools me down. -.-