From Me To You
Everyday I fake a smile. I haven't had a friend in a while. Yes I self harm. So what if I do? It won't be as funny when the joke's on you. Cuts, blood, and bruises are all I ever see. I never get a second glance. Don't look at me. I'm scared, broken, and scarred for life. I have no friends, other than my knife. I loo...