1. i dream of breaking off needles in my thigh
2. twelve years old was the first time that i wanted to die
3. maybe the needles are a way of making that feeling stay away
4. because there is something inside of me that needs to get out
5. i refuse to die inside of myself
6. and i already tried cutting it out
7. and i already tried taking so many pills that i would sleep forever
8. and i already put so many notes into so many words
9. but that's all just scars and potentially messed up organs now
10. though much of my writing still reads like a goodbye
11. but old habits die hard
12. and sometimes the only reason i don't go back is because of the dates on my arm
13. and the ink is not a way of mutilating myself
14. it's a way to cover up my past mistakes
15. because even though the scars have faded i know they're there
16. and i am ready to have new scars that do not signify pain
17. but a way of finding my true self under all of that
