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Breaking Point
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Emo School Why does it hurt,
Why does it quell,
Why does it make
My pain dwell,
Why did he have
To say those things,
Why, oh, why,
Does it sting,
Why am I buried,
Left for dead,
We were both taught better,
Yet, better’s been said,
I can’t understand,
Can’t comprehend,
Why, why can’t I take a stand.
He shouldn’t say those things,
Why am I to blame,
He shouldn’t look at me,
Why does he put me to shame.
How come I feel so unloved,
Why am I shattered,
So aprupt,
Why has my day,
Gone to peices,
One event,
One small dent,
Yet now I find I’m shattered.
As a mirror,
A million peices,
Why oh why am I hurting,
Why am I in pain,
Why is it on me
He has set the blame,
Why the words,
Why the anger,
I didn’t even
Wait or linger.
Why did he speak,
What he spoke,
Why can’t I brush it off,
Take it as a joke,
Why can’t I stop,
Crying inside,
Why did he say what he said,
Why did he say the words I dread,
Why is it that,
Once at home,
The words I hear
Around me elsewhere,
Echo in my ears,
Find me, keep me locked up
To shed these tears,
Why did he have to say those things,
Why, oh, why,
Does it sting...
