i do my talking on my skin
to show you what i feel within
words are all i have to say
but its hard at the end of each day
when no one is around to hear
the reasons...............that the scars appear
the scars that show all of my shame
this is who your friend became
I'm not happy and I'm not proud
i want scream and cry aloud
i want to tell you how i feel
i no longer want to conceal
these scars under my sleeves any more
but its a craving hard to ignore
so I'm asking or some aid take me from this masquerade
never see me as weak
because all i need is just to speak
all i need is an ear for all my pain to disappear
Daddy i know your trying to help but its going to take some time just listen to me when i tell you I'm not okay
Author notes
this is a poem i just wrote recently because i tryin to stop cutting and my dads trying his best to help me
Have you ever been called crazy{for cutting}?
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