they call me emo and they call me goth.
they see no difference and they never stop.
their voices replay all the time.
I can't help it (fast forward...rewind)
they joke on my hair and comment on my clothes.
we call them the 'its' (and I used to be one of those)
I would laugh and always crack a smile
till I realized what I jerk I was all awhile.
so I changed. I changed so dramatically.
everyone stared and gaped at me.
and then the teasing and the kidding happened.
but it's too late to go back (as if I wanted to) and be one of them-again.
