I am special, I am cool
I am certainly no one's fool
I am me, I am unique
I am better than your clique
My whole life, it's so biopic
I buy all my clothes at Hot Topic
And even though they bought them for me
My parents do nothing but ignore me
Their eighteen bucks got me that Korn shirt
That studded belt, that way-too-short skirt
I am dark, I am so black, you are so fake
You can tell by my dark clothes, make no mistake
In fact, all these posers are so suffocating me
That I'm gonna go whine about it on AllPoetry!
"I want dark, I want cutting, I want abuse"
It isn't cool unless it leaves a bruise
In fact, write me a poem about it all
I'll check it later...I'm still at the mall
I was gonna go cut, was gonna go bleed
But instead I had to indulge in hypocritical greed
Razors, scissors, knives, blood
Can't let people know I'm a dud
Gimme gimme, gimme your hate
Give me anger, give me irate
Tell me how cutting is how your life ends
So I can feed this BS back to my dumb "Gothic" friends
We're only "Gothic" because we memorized all the moves
And because Hot Topic and Marilyn Manson approve
So yeah, I doubt I deserve the first place prize
But at least, after reading this poem, you might just realize
That this is all fake. This is all old.
The same old tactics got the hippies sold
Your parents thought they were as rebellious as you
They thought their way of thinking was just as few
They were the "Goths" fighting the "Jocks"
They were always getting bullied, lived the hard knocks
They got the tattoos, the piercings, the fashion
And for them too their music was their last bastion
But they were as arrogant too, know it or not
They thought that they were the cream of the crop
Just like you, admit it, you know it
No one's your friend unless their fashion can show it
So grow up, wipe off that fake frown
Stop looking up the latest way to look "down"
Because hey, I agree with the philosophy
And go ahead and call me a reg'lar ol' softy
I'm sure I'm just a poser, a bullying fake
No way could I understand your deepness (give me a break)
I get it, I got it, I went through the phase
Spending mom 'n pops cash on CD's for days and days
But "Goth" is just silly, its' an utterly fake teen-angst diatribe
(seeing as "Gothic" is only for architecture and that Rome-era tribe)
So go ahead, just write me off
As just another wannabe-prep jackoff
But at the same time, look around you
Maybe people who think your way aren't so few?
Adding your comment:
~Frog~
lol I loved this poem it was great and holds so many strong points. 
8 old applause
