Dressed in Black to Prom I GoDress in black to prom I go, I walk the steps my heart held low, Behind the mask I did hide so, My heart up high, my soul below.Dressed in Black to Prom I Go
I forgot the love you once gave, To my sorrow I am a slave, I'm lost to the darkness of the cave, I am digging around in my grave.
aloneI shy away from things I dismay, As though I’m as fragile as newly shaped clay, Why can’t I be like those so happy and gay? Or maybe the killer, but instead I’m the prey.alone
Why can’t I be strong, fierce, or mean? Nobody likes the soft, smart, and keen. Why didn’t people tell me to dread sweet sixteen? Can’t I escape this part of the scene?
Sure delight is something I do not know. I wish I did I wished it’d show. But unfortunately this is my last blow, I’m gone…this is the end of this poem.
The FirstWonder on as my days pass by, Can’t understand the reasons why, Life’s so messed up and I tend to cry, Everything thing I love will die.The First
Why can’t I be the first? Why Can’t I break this curse? I’m going to get rid of this thirst! No longer will I think the worst! I’m going to be the first! I’m going to be the first….
Treading on I do my best, I’m so tired I need a rest, Panting and breathing stings my chest, Why don’t you join me in my quest? Failing at it I am and you guessed.
Why can’t I be the first? Why Can’t I break
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