EmO lOvE 12• Show poetry

I am Nicole.. My life isnt the best but its also not the worst.. I am rich but i wish i wasnt.. I need to get my act together but who doesnt? I have a boyfriend who I care alot about but i dont think he cares about me.. I love him and i dont want to hurt his feelings but i will have to soon or it will keep hurting me.. I am emo but I dont care what people think and never have...
I write poetry in the yard when i can.. I listen to all music but my favorite band is Bullet For My Valentine
I write my own music sometimes.. i play guitar.. I have been dis owned by my grand father and my dad hates me to no end...
My life is fucked up but i get through it.. in my life time i have lost over 100friends to moving 100 more friends because they moved and 200 friends to death/suicide..
I am still in school but i am ok with that..
I play games on the computer and go to the beach and pool with my last few friends..



I 'M
F UCKED UP
I NSECURE
N EUROTIC
E MOTIONAL



92% of teens have moved onto rap. If your are part of the 8% that still listen to real music then put this on your page.

Don't Label Me
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I'm Not A F ucking Soup Can!




Box of Band aids: $3.00
Sharp Razor: $5.00
Towel: $2.00
New long sleeved shirt: $10.00
Bleeding until the pain finally goes away: PRICELESS

What you may think of me is wrong. What you don't think of me is right. But the moment you start thinking about what it is that you shouldn't be thinking about me it becomes wrong.
I'm emo, so I must cut my wrists.
I'm black, so I must carry a gun.
I'm Hispanic, so I must be dirty.
I'm Asian, so I must be smart.
I'm Jewish, so I must be greedy.
I'm gay, so I must have AIDS.
I'm a lesbian, so I must have a sex-tape.
I'm Arab, so I must be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, SO I MUST BE A *bunny*.
I'm overweight, so I must have a problem with self control.
I'm religious, so I must shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm an atheist, so I must hate the world.
I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, SO I MUST NOT HAVE MORALS.
I'm Republican, so I must not care about poor people.
I'm Democrat, so I must not believe in being responsible.
I'm Jamaican, so I must smoke weed.
I'm Liberal, so I must be gay.
I'm Southern, so I must be white trash.
I take anti-depressants, so I must be crazy.
I'm a guy, so I must only want to get into your pants.
I'm Irish, so I must have a bad drinking problem.
I'm Indian, so I must own a convenient store.
I'm Native American, so I must dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm preppy, so I must shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm a cheerleader, so I must be a stuck up *bunny*.
I'm on a dance team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a *bunny*.
I wear skirts a lot, so I must be a *bunny*.
I'm a punk, so I must do drugs.
I'M YOUNG, SO I MUST BE NAIVE.
I'M RICH, SO I MUST BE A CONCEITED SNOB.
I WEAR BLACK, SO I MUST BE A GOTH.
I'm blonde, so I must be a stupid ditz.
I'M A WHITE GIRL, SO I MUST BE A NAGGING, STEAL-YOUR-MONEY KIND OF GIRLFRIEND.
I'm Cuban, so I must spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm Mexican, so I must have hopped the border.
I'm not a virgin, so I must be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, SO I MUST BE A HOME-WRECKING *bunny*.
I'm a teenage mum, so I must be an irresponsible *bunny*.
I'm Polish, so I must wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm Italian, so I must have a big peter.
I got a car for my birthday, so I must be a spoiled brat.
I'm pretty, so I must not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, SO I MUST HAVE NO SOCIAL LIFE.
I dye my hair crazy colours, so I must be looking for attention.
I dress in unusual ways, so I must be looking for attention.
I'm into theatre art, so I must be a homosexual.
I'm a vegetarian, so I must be a crazy political activist.
I have a bunch of guy friends, so I must be f*cking them all.
I have a bunch of girls who are friends, so I must be gay.
I have big boobs, so I must be a *bunny*.
I'm Colombian, so I must be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, SO I MUST BE A POSER.
I'm Russian, so I must be cool.
I'm German, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with gays, so I must be gay too.
I'm Brazilian, so I must have a big butt.
I'm Puerto Rican, so I must look good and be conceited.
I'm Salvadorian, so I must be in MS 13.
I'm Polish, so I must be greedy.
I'm Hawaiian, so I must be lazy.
I'm a stoner, so I must be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a virgin, so I must be a prude.
I'm a female gamer, so I must be ugly or crazy.
I'm black, so I must love watermelon and fried chicken and Kool Aid.
I'M BI, SO I MUST THINK EVERY PERSON I SEE IS HOT.
I'm Asian, so I must have a small penis.
I'm a guy cheerleader, so I must be gay.
I'm skinny, so I must be anorexic.
I'm prep, so I must be rich.
I DON'T FLIRT WITH GUYS AT SCHOOL, SO I MUST BE GAY.
I don't like the sun, so I must be albino.
I have a lot of friends, so I must love to drink and party.
I wear tight pants and I'm a guy, so I must be emo.
I wear boy's clothes, so I must be a lesbian.
I'm posting this, so I must be a groupie.

~*Post this in your profile if you think stereotyping is just plain wrong*~



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Put this on your page if you're in love. I AM!


We need to stop child abuse!
Help Support This and Put This in Your Profile

My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long
When I awake
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get
Just one whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!" I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.




She Was Only 5..this is sad!
Body: Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of *bunny*!

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But atleast she died
With her best friend in her arms

A child dies every day from child abuse.
And if you have an ounce of pity in you for Auroura
(the little girl), and you hate child abuse with a passion,
you will repost this and help out those abused children,
and let them know that someone cares for them.
It doesn't take that long only about 10 seconds
so please just do it.




Abortion is Wrong!!

Month One

Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of
your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your
heart beat is my favorite lullaby.



Month Two

Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could
definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home
though. It is so nice and warm in here.



Month Three

You know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes you happy. I always want
you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad
too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.



Month Four

Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a
lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my
fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it
too.



Month Five

You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a
baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?



Month Six

I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!! No .
. .



Month Seven

Mommy, I'm not okay. I'm dead, how could you be so mean? Why didn't you want me Mommy?



Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. Take this and if you have a heart, place this on your page.




"I'm Sorry"
im sorry if i dont meet your standards
im sorry if my boobs arent big enough to satisfy your needs
im sorry if im not skinny enough for you to see my ribs
im sorry if im not pretty enough to be "Your Girl"
im sorry if im not tanned enough
im sorry if im not playboy model, so i cant act like a porn star for you im sorry if im wierd
im sorry if i write about you everyday
im sorry if i dont have a dream body that turns you on
im sorry if im not short enough
im sorry if i dont have sex with you on the first date
im sorry if im annoying
im sorry if my hair isnt short enough
im sorry if i am different from those other girls
im sorry if i dont hang all over you and be a complete tramp to make you happy
im sorry that i actually care about you and call to see how your doing
But Most Of All
Im Sorry that most guys cant accept a girl for who they are.
if you are a girl and you agree with this letter, repost as "Im sorry"
if you are one of the FEW GUYS with enough balls to repost and would never make your girl feel this way
repost as " I Love You Just The Wat You Are"



A girl and a guy were speeding on a motorcycle, going over 90 mph on the road.
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes failed, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If you would EVER do this for ANYONE, please put this on your page.



80% of Americans say "I LOVE YOU".

20% actually mean it.

If you honestly are in the 20%, paste this into your profile

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[Put This On Your Page If you Were Abused Or Are Against Any Form Of It!]





Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person....


Find a Guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot...


Who calls you back when you hang up on him...


Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep...


Wait for the guy who ...kisses your forehead...


Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats....


Who holds your hand in front of his friends...


Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you...


And who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!! '



If you love me, will you catch me when I fall?

If I died, would you be with me every step of the way?

If I tried to commit suicide, would you be there with me and promise that you will never leave me?

If I felt like shit, would you tell me that it will all be ok?

When it stars to rain, would you hold me close and tell me
that you never want to leave this place?

Would you whisper in my ear messages of love every time I cried?

Would you put all over your internet sites "I love this person"?

If I went away, would you try and get in touch?

Would you hold my hand every time we went for a walk?

If I broke a bone in my body, would you be there for me while I got better?

If my last words were "I love you forever", would you then hold my hand and say "I love you to"?

If true love means this to you...paste this on your profile



To Every Girl

To every girl that is SCARED to put her heart out there again, because she has been HURT too many times.
TO EVERY GIRL THAT DRESSES CUTE,NOT SKANKY.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO WANTS TO BE CALLED BEAUTIFUL, NOT HOT.
TO EVERY GIRL THAT WILL SPEND HER WHOLE LOOKING FOR THE PERFECT GIFT
To every girl that would die to have a decent boyfriend.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO JUST WANTS TO BE TREATED LIKE A PRINCESS
TO EVERY GIRL THAT JUST WANTS TO HOLD HANDS
TO EVERY GIRL THAT KISSES HIM WITH MEANING
To every girl who just wishes he cared more.
To every girl who just once, wants a guy to give their jacket up when she is cold.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO JUST WANTS HIM TO CALL.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO LIES AWAKE AT NIGHT THINKING ABOUT HIM.
TO EVERY GIRL THAT JUST WANTS TO CUDDLE.
To every girl who shows how much she cares but gets nothing back.
TO EVERY GIRL THAT EVER THOUGHT "MAYBE THIS ONE COULD BE THE ONE."
TO EVERY GIRL THAT LAUGHFS AT STUPID STUFF WHEN ITS REALLY NOT FUNNY
To every girl who is just looking for that one and only and is having a rough time along the way.
To every girl that doesn't want a guy who just plays with her emotions but actually cares about how she feels.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO WANTS WORDS BACKED UP WITH ACTIONS.
TO EVERY GIRL THAT FELL FOR ALL THE LIES ONLY TO FIND THEMSELVES ALONE IN THE END.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO GAVE HER HEART AWAY TO HAVE IT SHOVED BACK IN HER FACE.
To every girl that has faith that "tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be.

If you have ever felt like any of the girls described, then post this on your author's page. You can put the ones that apply particularly to you in capitals if you like, or don't if you prefer not to.




What A Kiss Means

Kiss on the stomach-----"I love you"
Kiss on the Forehead ----"I hope we're together forever"
Kiss on the Ear ---"I'm corny"
Kiss on the Cheek ---"We're friends"
Kiss on the Hand ---"I adore you"
Kiss on the Neck ---"We belong together"
Kiss on the Shoulder ---"I want you"
Kiss on the Lips ---"I love you" OR "I want you"

What the gesture means...

Holding Hands ---"We definitely love each other"
Slap on the Butt ---"That's mine"
Holding on tight ---"I don't want to let go"
Looking into each other's Eyes ---"I just plain love you"
Playing with Hair ---"Tell me you love me"
Arms around the Waist ---"I love you too much to let go"
Laughing while Kissing ---"I am completely Comfortable with you"

--Advice--

Dont ask for a kiss, take one.
*If you were thinking about someone
while reading this,
you're definitely in Love.




92% of teens have moved onto rap if you are part of the 8% that still listen to real music then put this on your page



92% of American teen today would die if Abercrombie&Fitch said it wasnt cool to breathe any more.
if you are part of the 8% that would be laughing there butts off put this on your page



Goths

dont always were black
dont worship satan
are not evil
do not want to kill people
do not hate everybody
are not always depressed
can be happy
are usually nice people
are normal,just like you
if you support goths or are a goth put this on your page


Emos

dont cut themselves to get attention
dont always cry
sometimes cry because they are HURT
are not all bisexual
want to be included
are not babies
dont always date emos
dont label
want to be happy just like others
if you support emos or are an emo put this on your page



HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG

i am the girl kicked out of her home
because i confided in my mother that i am a lesbian

i am the prostitute working the streets
because nobody will hire a transsexual woman

i am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful tearfilled nights

we are the parents who buried our daughter long befor her time

i am the man who died alone in the hospital
because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room

i am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares
of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family i have ever had i wish they could adopt me

i am one of the lucky ones, i guess,
i survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks
and in another year i might be able to walk again

i am not one of the lucky ones,
i killed myself just weeks before graguating high-school
it was just too much for me to bear

we are the couple who had a realator hang up on us
when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom, for two men

i am the person who never knows which bathroom i should use
if i want to aviod the management getting called on me

i am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children i bore,nursed and raised.
the court says i am an un-fit mother because i now live with another woman

i am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly distant and cold
when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman

i am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because i am male

i am the father who has never hugged his son
because i grew up afraid to show affection to other men

i am the home economics teacher who has always wanted to teach gym
until somebody told me that only lesbians do that

i am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating
me as soon as they realized i was transsexual

i am the person who feels guilty
because i think that i could be a much better person
if i didnt have to deal with society hating me

i am the man who does not attend church anymore
not because i do not belive but because they closed their doors to my kind

i am the person who has to hide what this world needs most LOVE




Read this if you care at all for someone

boy- i missed u at school 2day, y weren't u there?

girl- yeah, i had to go to the doctor.

boy- oh really? y?

girl- oh nothing, annual shots, thats all.

boy- oh

girl- so what did we do in math 2day?

boy- u didnt miss ne thing that

great.......just lots of notes

girl- ok good

boy- yeah

girl- hey i have a question......

boy- ok, ask away

girl-........how much do u love me?

boy- u know i love u more than anything

girl- yeah.....

boy- y did u ask?

girl-................>silence<..........

boy- is something wrong?

girl- no nothing at all

boy- good.

girl- ..............how much do u care about me?

boy- i would give u the world in a heartbeat if i could.

girl- u would?

boy- yeah.........of course i would >sounding worried< is there something wrong??

girl- no, everythings fine.....


boy- are u sure?

girl- yeah.

boy- ok.......i hope so.

girl- ..............would u die for me?

boy- i would take a bullet for u anyday, hun

girl- really?

boy- any day.

now seriously, is there something wrong???

girl- no im fine, ur fine, we're fine, everyones fine.

boy- ............ok

girl-......................well i have to go ill c u 2morrow at school.

boy- alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.

girl- yeah, i love u 2, bye.

THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:

boy- hey, have u seen my g/f 2day?

friend- no

boy- oh.

friend- she wasnt here yesterday either

boy- i know, she was acting all weird on the phone last night.

friend- well dude u kno how gurls are sometimes

boy- yeah........but not her.

friend- idk what else 2 say, man.

boy- k well i gotta get 2 English, ill c ya after school.

friend- yeah i gotta get to science, ttyl.

THAT NIGHT:

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girl- hello?

boy- hey

girl- oh, hi.

boy- y weren't u at school 2day?

girl- uh.......i had another doctor appointment.

boy- are u sick?

girl- ..................um i have 2 go, my mom's calling on my other line.

boy- ill wait.

girl- it may take a while, ill call u later.

boy-........alright, i love u hun.

-->very long pause<--

girl- (with tear in her eye) look, i think we should break up.

boy- what???

girl- its the best thing for us right now.

boy- y????

girl- i love u.

-->click<--

THE GIRL DOESNT COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE.

boy- hey dude

friend- hey

boy- whats up

friend- nothin, hey have u talked 2 ur ex lately?

boy- no

friend- so u didnt hear?

boy- hear what?

friend- um idk if i should be the one to tell u......

boy- dude, wtf tell me

friend- uh....call this number....433-555-3468

boy- ok............

BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL

-ring-

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voice- hello, suppam county hospital, this is nurse beckam.

boy- uh.......i must have the wrong number, im looking for my friend.

voice- what is her name, sir?

(boy gives info)

voice- yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.

boy- really? y? what happened??? how is she???

voice- her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.

boy- WHAT HAPPENED??!!!!

voice- please come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.

boy- WAIT! NO!

*dial tone*

BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.

boy- omg are u ok??

girl- ..................

boy- sweetie!! talk to me!!

girl- i..........

boy- u what?? U WHAT???

girl- i have cancer and im on life support

boy- .....................>breaks into

tears<......................

girl- they're taking me off 2night

boy- y??

girl- i wanted 2 tell u but i couldnt

boy- y didnt u tell me????

girl- i didnt want 2 hurt u.

boy- u could never hurt me

girl- i just wanted 2 c if u felt bout me as the same i felt bout u.

boy- ?

girl- i love u more than anything, i would give u the world in a heartbeat.

i would die for you and take a bullet for you.

boy- ...........

girl- dont be sad, i love u n ill always be here w/u


boy- then y'd u break up w/me?

nurse- young man, visiting hours are over.

BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.

but what the boy didn't know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up w/him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.

NEXT DAY

the boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other...

THE NOTE SAID:i told her i would take a bullet for her....just like she said she would die for me...


Repost this on your page if you would do this for someone or if you cared about anyone