Dear Diary:      Mood: Apathetic.      My life is spiralling downward.   I couldn't get enough money to go to the   Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert.   It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs   like "Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and   "Rip Apart My Soul" and of course,   "Stabby Rip Stab Stab".   And it doesn't help that I couldn't   get my hair to do that flippy thing.   Like that guy from that band can do.   Some days, you know...      I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be   You'd be non-conforming too if you looked just like me   I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face   I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs   'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag   I call it freedom of expression,   most just call me a fag   'Cause our dudes look like chicks,   and our chicks look like dykes   'Cause emo is one step below transvestite!      Stop my breathing and slit my throat   I must be emo   I don't jump around when I go to shows   I must be emo      I'm dark, and sensitive with low self-esteem   The way I dress makes every day feel like Halloween   I have no real problems but I like to make believe   I stole my sister's mascara now, I'm grounded for a week.   Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies   I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing   Girls keep breaking up with me,   it's never any fun.   They say they already have a pussy,   they don't need another one      Stop my breathing and slit my throat   I must be emo   I don't jump around when I go to shows   I must be emo   Dye in my hair and polish on my toes   I must be emo   I play guitar and write suicide notes   I must be emo      My life is just a black abyss,   you know, it's so dark.   And it's suffocating me.   Grabbing ahold of me and tightening its grip,   tighter than a pair of   my little sister's jeans...   which look great on me by the way.      When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction   Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection   I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses   I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes   I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth,   You can read me "Catcher in the Rye", and watch me jack off.   I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life   If I said I like girls, I'd only be half right!      I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo   I must be emo   Screw XBox, I play old school Nintendo   I must be emo   I like to whine and hit my parentals   I must be emo   Me and my friends all look like clones   I must be Eee-Mo      My parents just don't get me, you know.   They think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy.   Well, a couple guys. But I mean, it's the 2000s.   Can't 2 ... or 4 dudes make-out with   each other without being gay?   I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways.   I don't know diary,   sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me,   you're my best friend...      I feel like tacos.