I'm fine,
I'm not really fine, please help me.
I'm just tired,
I can't take this anymore.
I already ate,
I starve myself.
Go away,
Show me you care enough to stay.
I'm just cold,
I don't want you to see my scars.
I'm better,
I've never been worse.
I'm okay,
I want to die.
YOU ARE READING
I am a Victim
Short StoryYou may say, "I don't see any cuts." But why would I cut where you can see?