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Labels are for Soup-cans!

“He’s so Emo.”
So not true
My eyes red
My heart black-n-blue

Don’t label me
For I’ll pop a cap
Lol, do you believe that crap?

I sure don’t
But I say it anywayz
My mind is trapped
In those cottoncandy dayz

Emo, scene
Freakin’ morbid-serene
Candy-coated whores
And blackened wood doors

Trapped in this box
Of hearts and syringes
I’ll break out? This, I doubt
Help me, my breath is running out...

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  • fallenangel671
    April 11, 2007

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    this is an awesome poem, the title fits with the poem perfectly i loved your beginning
    “He’s so Emo.”
    So not true
    My eyes red
    My heart black-n-blue

    Don’t label me
    For I’ll pop a cap
    Lol, do you believe that crap?
    this was an awesome way to start i also loved your ending
    I’ll break out? This, I doubt
    Help me, my breath is running out...
    that part made it completely breath taking
    keep writing!!!

    ~Ashley~<3


  • Weetzie bat
    April 10, 2007

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    i love this. it rings true to well alot of people including me.
    Labels are for soup cans like raviolli...yummy like your writing!


  • ninja girl 418
    March 28, 2007

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    this makes so much sense i loved it im always called emo! i have no idea why. keep righting your great


  • KissMeGoodnight
    March 20, 2007

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    OH MY GOD. I LOVE IT. i can very much relate. my friend has a shorter poem with the same message, tryin to get him to post it up here
    (!) labeling IS for soup cans! rock on! lol


  • noir eyes
    March 19, 2007
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    Emo, scene
    Freakin’ morbid-serene
    Candy-coated whores
    And blackened wood doors

    Trapped in this box
    Of hearts and syringes
    I’ll break out? This, I doubt
    Help me, my breath is running out...


    this was amaazing, sweetie


  • x.digital.love.x
    March 19, 2007

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    oh bby, this is gorgous. i like it alot.

    Emo, scene
    Freakin’ morbid-serene
    Candy-coated whores
    And blackened wood doors

    Trapped in this box
    Of hearts and syringes
    I’ll break out? This, I doubt
    Help me, my breath is running out...

    fell in love with these 2 stanzas...thats the sht rite ther.


  • Mrs-Gollihue
    March 19, 2007

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    Amazing Piece. :)

    Wow! This is an amazing piece. I really enjoyed reading it. I've had a billion different people ask me if I'm emo because of the dark eyeliner and the all black clothing. I'm definitely NOT emo, and I'm not really fond of any label that's been placed upon me. I'm just me..and this made me think of myself. I loved the very last stanza..it just made the whole poem come together. Keep up the GREAT work.
    Love,
    Ashley


  • InfiniteCaitlin
    March 19, 2007

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    You are the first male I have seen on the
    //Dirrty Pretty// scene,
    && that caught my eye.
    Hun I do like your s.p.i.n. on dirrty pretty,
    && I understand dealing with labels,
    they can be a hassle, Enchanting write!
    I usually am not fond of rhyme
    [[but]] this caught me by suprise

    L♥O♥V♥E >>it<<

    doll.::.face

    ;]


  • najji
    March 19, 2007

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    I love it.

    Can relate...
    People ask me if I'm emo...
    every day.

    Ughh.
    I hate it...

    Anyways,
    Your poem was p.e.r.f.e.c.t.


    "Trapped in this box
    Of hearts and syringes
    I’ll break out? This, I doubt
    Help me, my breath is running out..."

    Love!


    Mono
    Momo
    Monica!


  • NicotineHeartbreak
    March 19, 2007

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    Wow, I love it I love it I love it! This is an awsome piece, well written.

    Favourite stanza:
    Emo, scene
    Freakin’ morbid-serene
    Candy-coated whores
    And blackened wood doors

    I definately think you could get published (if I was a publisher I'd give you my card)

    I don't know what to say, but I really do love it!

    x x

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