When you're a cutter
You notice different things
You notice
how some people
Only Wear long sleeves
And pants
Even on the hottest days of summer
You notice the red cuts
When bracelets slip down in class
You notice
Peoples empty eyes
And the way they tug away
When someone grabs your arm.
& you glance the room looking at Peoples
Wrists
Searching for scars
Just like yours.
~NEMO
