Bruises on my kneese,
Cuts on my thighs.
Rips on my shoulders,
Tears in my eyes.
I don't know how much longer i can survive...
I don't know how long i can fight...
Clothes strung everywhere,
Trash and food too..
"My room's a mess"
"So are you"
I don't know how long i can live for,
I just don't wanna wake up, anymore.
Humanity was stripped from me,
It's been like that for way to long.
3rd grade was one hell of a year...
4th grade, my Straight A's plummet.
5th grade, It started to show.
6th grade, hopefully they'll never know.
7th grade, i learned how to harm myself...
8th grade, maybe it's getting better
Freshman year...and i'm still in pain...
Bruises on my knees
Cuts on my thighs
Un-brushed teeth
Tears in my eyes.
I don't know how much longer i can fight.
I don't know if i wanna survive.
