You see me.
You say I'm pretty.
You see
But that's not me
They,
Are happy
I'm,
Depressed
You never see behind my face
Into the blade
Behind my wall
Where I stall
And break
In pain
Where the blood
Cascades
Down
My leg
I'm not gone
I've been gone
For a while now!
Good Bye
YOU ARE READING
No Attention Necessary
PoetrySelf harm. Not for anyone's attention. Not for anyone's sympathy. And especially not for anyone else's pathetic, weak, stupid stories!
