everyone stays happy
they laugh, theyre glad
then this girl comes up
they made her sad
She hides herself
she hid a note at her shelf
it said fairwell
and what she felt
she calls herself ugly
she calls herself fat
she hides everything up
hides her blade in a mat
She struggles to smile
she struggles to be
everything she wanted
And that girl is me
YOU ARE READING
Self-Harm Poems
PoetryA book of self harm/suicidal poems I made. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK I AM NOT PROMOTING THESE ACTS Please, message me. I know how it feels. Ive been there in a very short age. From what I know I started getting deppressed when I was 7. So talk to me.
