Lately I've been broken
Like glass
Or crumpled
Like paper
Both of which can never be fully repaired
Without cracks
Or wrinkles
But worst of all
I now have to face them
The people I promised
And tell them I'm okay
Even though I'm not even close
To being okay
My wrist will scar
And that's what made me stop before
Maybe it will once more
Cause if it'll scar
I don't want that reminder
But throughout more scars
He texted me
Told me it was a joke
I told him it wasn't
After I said what I did when I went home
He seemed angry
But not with himself
But with me
"YOU PROMISED ME!!"
He couldn't care less about if I was okay
He cared that I broke my promise
He didn't seem to care that it was his fault
The reason behind which the knife
Met my skin
And I drew my own blood
Thinking it would help
When it didn't
I've already found my story
The one I use if anyone asks
Why my arm is bandaged
It's actually believable
It sounds like something I'd do
Because I'm that stupid
"I was messing around
With my friends
We were playing hide-n-seek
I climbed a tree
I lost my footing
Then fell
As I was falling
My arm caught a branch
And it's scratched up pretty bad"
It sounds like me
And everyone who knows me
Knows it's not true
Cause I don't climb trees
In the pouring rain
Or after it
But it should get me through
Through today
Tomorrow
And then by the end of the weekend
I shouldn't have to use it
People ask me why I draw on myself
It's to cover my scars
The ones no one knows are there
That have been there since 2nd grade
All because of people
And their words
Their hurtfully stupid words
No one deserves it
Not even the bullies themselves
Lately I've been trying
