Depressed I lay
Upon my bed
As thoughts about death
fill my head

Emo is short
For all I am
If I could I could warp
To a land

Where all like me
For who I am
But such a place
Does not exist

But wait it does
And to get there
It goes like this

Kill myself
Fly up high
My spirit will see
That heaven was not my destiny

Hell wasnt either
So I'm free to be
And act like me

And people will like me
For who I am
Then I awake
And my poem starts again
 
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