Rockstar

A Poem by FishFries

Rockstars

They dye their hairs

and cover their eyes

Join some emo bands

Shruggle out to meet friends

So emotional

Maybe stabbed at their backs

What means

To tell them to be a rocker?

I do not know

Ask them

The rockstars

They will tell you specifically

They

The ones

Who make us go crazy

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Added on February 10, 2008

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