Useless shit , a laughing stock,
Are the only names i have been called,
I did nothing wrong for all i recall,
But they were other way around when they thought,
Was it denial as some say i was living in??
But i wouldnt know as they never let the helpers in,
Starving myself seemed like a solution to me,
But later the blade fascinated me more than throwing the meals in a bin,
Cut marks were all i could see,
Was it wrong that it made me happy.
