Don't mind the boy in the corner
Earbuds in his ears
Early Sunsets Over Monroeville
Gave words for his fears
Don't mind the boy on the airplane
Tears rolling down his cheeks
Skylines and Turnstiles
He hadn't been home for weeks
Don't mind the boy in the basement
Who watches horror to make his own demons seem less scary,
Vampires will never hurt you
But something like his mind could
Don't mind the boy in the bathroom
A heavy heart in his chest
Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough for the Two of Us,
So close your eyes and rest
Don't mind the boy on the ground by the bus
He's drinking his life away
He saw so much carnage that fatal day
So he's diving Headfirst for Halos
See that boy by the altar?
Can you see him standing there?
He's got his girl by his side
He'll love her To the End
No booze at this wedding party
A better path he's taking
Look Alive Sunshine
A new life is in the making
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Alrighty, so if you can't tell, I love My Chemical Romance. And well, they have once again given me inspiration to write some sh*t. I wrote all the depressing parts last week and then thought, well, Gerard has gotten a lot better since then, I ought to spread light on that note. So here I am at 11:50 going to publish yet another one of my crappy poems for someone to read. Anyways, if you enjoyed it, please give it a favorite and comment feedback if you want. Thanks guys.
-Brenda Castleton
YOU ARE READING
That's Wrong
PoetryI feel _____. "That's wrong." I enjoy _____. "That's wrong." I love ______. "That's wrong." I believe ______. "That's wrong." When will I simply exist and they say, "You are wrong."
