I was 5
I put on my ballet flats and twirled around
Singing some song I had made up in my head
Not a care in the world
Not even one thing to get me down
I was barely old enough to notice
I was 10
I smiled at the bus stop happily awaiting school
I couldn't wait to grow up
So stoked about the future
So much older
It would be great
I was 13
I walked up to the mirror comparing myself to others
I just wanted to feel pretty
Why did I have to grow up?
Why me?
Why now?
I was 14
I sat alone in my room in tears
I felt worthless
For the first time
Not the last
Into the night I drown
I was 15
I grab the hidden metal taped underneath my desk
I sliced and sliced
So much pain
So much blood
What a relief
I am 16
I now walk out into the street at a car coming fast
I couldn't wait to die
End it all
This was it
One more step and off I go
I was 16
And so was she
Both your pretty faces scraped with memories
I hate to tell you
But she ended it as well
After you, it went down from there
-Please, don't. Why does it matter? I'm numb to the pain anyway.
