I was never the best friend.
I was never the beautiful younger sister.
I was never the first choice for any guy.
I was never the beautiful and clever girl in any class.
I was never the girl who was loved by her family and friends.
Then what was I ?
I was the loner.
I was the dumb and good for nothing younger sister.
I was always the last choice any guy ever had.
I was always the ugly girl who scored the highest marks In her class, by fluke, by cheating, as they said.
I was the girl who was beaten and abused by her family.
I was the girl who gave myself a cut at every painful jab, every insult, every laugh, every push, every laugh that was theen my way.
I was the girl who hanged herself with a rope from a fan 'cause she couldn't bear living in this Hell called earth anymore.
-The_Broken_Soul(A/N)
MY FRIEND'S DAD TOLD HER THAT SHE WAS WORTHLESS, SO SHE GAVE HERSELF A CUT. 22 DAYS LATER HER DAD SAW THE CUT AND TOLD MER TO CUT HERSELF DEEPER SO THAT SHE MAY ACTUALLY REALISE SHE IS WORTHLESS. AND SHE DID GIVE HERSELF A 1 INCH DEEP CUT. ONLY, THIS TIME IT WHAT NOT MERELY A CUT, IT WAS A SLIT ON THE THROAT.
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Horribly True
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems that are mostly centered around a girl's/boy's thoughts and life. trigger warning There will be a authors note after every chapter.