Wierdo

Morbid...you call me!!

at least i just think...and dont act in fear!

Emo..

still you choke on that last tear!

Trypanophile...

 you know..the blade rusts after more than one use!

Profane...

yet you believe... use... and abuse!

Insecure...

you still run away from your own shadow!

Vane...

still destroyed by that last broken mirror?

Self-obsessed...

you are so caught up in yourself that you forget..!

Wierdo....you scream!

who me??