nonconformist cyclopes

at 3pm i wake up, sigh, and put on my rave bracelets. i dont rise for the sun, i rise for the black parade. i was never a young boy, and my father never brings me anywhere. but thats okay, i dont want to go anyways. i listen to my white chapel vinyl and remember when warped tour used to be brutal.my parents dont understand me so i hide in my room, windmill, and practice my gutterals. my favorite album is homesick by adtr bc i love dark irony. homesick? my home is in the pits. i make it my mission to never be accepted by society. those two-eyed normies cower in fear and hide their children when i walk into walmart at 2am, it fuels the darkness inside of me. i don't hear what they say thanks to my skull candy earbuds. im just here for my manic panic hair dye, uhg *hair flip*