Alright guys I feel inspired here’s a new poem it’s called fake I hope you like it haters back off and don’t read.
Fake.
Fake is the skin the plastics wear
Stupid prep cunts with plastic hair
Fake is the life my boyfriend leaves
When he cuts himself and lets it bleed
Fake is everything I am not
I’m real when I remind you I am goth
Fake is just a fantasy
Of slapping stupid ass thirteen straight in the face I hate you I hate you
My dad is never coming back and I hate his new girlfriend.
Fake ass dad.
Fake.
I am dead. Don’t wake me up inside.
Till September ends
-Ebony
Thanks for reading guys this one was really deep and meaningful to me
You think being goth is all about blood and skulls? Don’t make me laugh puny boy. Your emo ass, corpse husband looking ass, Paris Hilton perfume wearing ass, stinky prep Courtney from TDI wanna be looking ass needs to take several seats before you talk about what being a goth really is. Coward ass bitch. thirteen
Y’all make me sick being preps and trying to claim the goth label that is not ok and it really offends me that y’all would do that suck fake goths go back to spencers and leave the hot topic for the real goth kids.
