I'm smiling and laughing not thinking about what happened last night,
The she comes to me, and calls me an attention seeker because I cut
I asked her how she knew she just told me she saw my scars last year so I must have done it again
How would she know? I hide my scars I went from cutting my wrist to my thighs
There is no possible way she could of known
Am I an attention seeker for doing this?
Am I not hurting to you?
I'm just invisible until I screw up
then everybody can see me
I'm sorry for being me i'll change
ill try to I promise
YOU ARE READING
The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants
