And, as she pulls up her sleeve
Removes her bracelets
Reveals her skin
The jagged, ugly scars
The scars that represent a million tears
She can't say anything
Nothing at all
Except for two words
"I'm sorry"
And she's not sure who to
Herself, her friends, her poor bleeding skin
But she's falling apart
And therefor
She feels the need to apologise
YOU ARE READING
Its Depression
Poetry'how do you kill your mind with out killing youself?' 'you can't' these are just gonna be a bunch of quotes, poems and lyrics related to depression, suicide and anxiety.
