Remember that girl who sat in the corner,
The one who would always be reading,
The one you called ugly, stupid and fat,
She cuts her wrists 'till they start bleeding.
Now she doesn't eat,
You don't have a clue,
She wants to kill herself,
All thanks to you.
Are you happy now,
She hangs on by a thread,
Look what you've done,
Now she is dead.
YOU ARE READING
Depression (on hold)
Poetry"Some people's biggest fear is dying. Personally, I don't understand that. I welcome death, I pray for it, I desire it." A mix of poems and random thoughts of a depressed teenaged girl. ***This book mentions self harm and suicide***
