People will never understand why we make our arms look like ourselves feelings why we cry our selves to sleep, that they never will be in the same shoes.. They can't say "it's alright you'll get over it." They can't say we are doing it for attention.. Because we aren't? At the end of the day, if our feelings were are skin we'd be ripped, torn messed up. They might never understand us, but at least try. Don't say we do it for attention. It's our way for you to realize we want help, we didn't choose this for ourselves, it just happened whether it was that comment the pretty blonde said, or that we think will never know the meaning of our parents loving us. We want to live up to expectations people put on us, but we can't. We were on your ladder to finish the expectation, but we slipped along that ladder, and fell, and people made it worse. The marks may be wrong to put on myself, but it seems it's the only thing left I can control about myself.
A/N/ this is just my experience and I put it into words.😁 sorry for grammar mistakes
