Emo Bunnys
Emo bunnys.
Holding hands.
There broken hearts,
Waiting to be fixed.
As time goes on,
The love grows strong.
The cutting stops,
The crying subsides.
There eternal night,
Becomes a sunny day.
But high school can be so cruel.
An insult here
A mocking there,
And a razorblade in your pocket
Now that threes only one bunny,
The love it fading,
The cutting starts again,
The crying comes back,
And that sunny day,
Becomes a dark depression,
That you cant escape.
But high school can be so mean.
A capitol torture,
For the poor emo bunny.
Alone in the dark,
She cuts her wrist.
Her arm.
Her shoulder.
Swallowing the pills,
The tears stream down her bunny face.
She falls asleep,
And never wakes up
Poor emo bunny.
Not mine just really good :`(