Entry 7
*As I walk through the halls of this school
I can feel eyes staring at my skin
And no one has to be in the hallway except me
I feel so alone walking up and down thses halls
Weather they are full
Or empty*
"Hello,I would like to tell you a story.One that proves you aren't alone.Like you thought you were.
Hello,my name is what ever you want it to be,and I look however you imagine me.
Hello,I am here to tell you that you aren't alone.
We black girls cry too;"
The end.The begining
"Yes,that is what the voice,first said to me"I thought to my self
I have been told,I need to see someone,a therapist,but what do I look like.that's crazy
Black girls don't go to therapist,black girls don't cry, they don't cut.
YOU ARE READING
Black Girls Cut Too
Random"maybe this one is for you a penny for your thoughts and a cookie or two"
