Child sitting in the wind.
Poetic motion to ease his troubled mind.
His best work at hand.
Love life's  troubled.
Girl he loves,
Troubled.
School life is going south.
Bullied by his parents.
Tough  life he's  living.
Misunderstood.
Suicidal as ****.
Viewed as some wierdo schmuck.
He writes
They read.
He swears beauty doesnt last
He's  seen  it all before.
Comes up with his name
bleeding diamonds
This name holds himself more power
More meaning.
Zach seemed to have been forgotten.
And all thats left his the wind and his poems.
His life
Seems helpless.
Girls seem uninterested
Whats there to love about him?
He was always forced into  secrecy  
Never won a girl's heart in his life
Wanted the best
Only as b.d he knew
How to share who he  was
Only one best friend
Only two talents.
One: writing
Two: screamo.
Put them  together.
Some type of fan base?
Are you?
No.
Maybe
Let him bleed the  diamonds
He needs to bleed
To be
heard
understood
*loved

I dress in black
I listem to screamo.
Asking alexandria and
Bmth all day
But emo tho?
I dunno.
I like black alot.
I wear it alot
And  skinny jeans  are my best friend.
People tell me I'm emo
Like it's  a bad thing.
I think being emo is a beautiful  thing.
I dont cut.
Never will
But i stand down sometimes.
Being emo  should  be a privilege.
Its not bad.
If i am emo
Than i am strong
I have a spirit not rivaled by many.
I can endure being screamed at because i prefer it in my music.
I will grow out my hair because i can
And my band t shirts will hold their own special place in my closet.
If i am emo
Than so be it
But  i will not be slandered
For who i *am

See
Everyone deserves happiness
Some of us are just shoved into ****** up situations
And we have to be the ones to make ourselves happy
Yeah its hard
But not impossible
You just have to change your mindset
Quit blaming yourself
And ******* care about yourself

You never cared anyways...
No one ever does...

They point the finger at me
They say everything is my decision
But they shove me down when i do decide
They tell me im not smart enough
And when i point out  they made me feel
As if i wasnt good enough
They tell me they didnt do anything
They say i shouldn't listen to them
They say that they were "playing"
Knowing **** well they weren't
They act like they have no blame
They all act that way
And the ***** that is suppose to be there for you
Goes along with them
And expects you to ******* be there for her
No *******
Im no longer helping you
Whenever you ger suicidal dont ******* call me
And dont try to tell me i was never there
I was always there
I was the one taking blow after blow
I even took the blows going towards you
And you never once took a blow
Dont come calling on me
Dont ever ******* come to me again
Im sick of being walked on and ****
So *******
Im done taking the blows for you
Just for you to take me for granted
I hope you see how much i did for you

Dont leave me
Keep speaking to me
*you're all i have