my goth poem.

[Esuohlim]

HE'S AARON FUCKING CARTER.

He probably goes to school every day and the kids make fun of him because he looks like Aaron Carter. Then he begins to wear gay spikes are black clothing to make himself look more intimidating and dangerous, only they laugh harder because now he just looks like Aaron Carter with a fresh new look. Then he goes home and tries to get to the courage to carve pentagrams in his arms, but his "Junior Scout Pocket Knife" only has tweezers and a can opener. This makes him sad. Now he is so angry that he wants to go on the Internet and, with extreme incoherence, make fun of people.

I've figured it out.