Oh not it didn't work- I now have garu as a cover aaaaa- uh all my stories are depresso so u h enjoy my pain making this :,) and also beware of cutting and other stage of depression enjoy the story :)
i drew a butterfly on my wrist,
in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist,
but things got bad and i started to cry,
so the butterfly on my wrist had to die.
once again i tried to set myself free,
but it seems my thoughts have stolen the key,
so this butterfly lived a short life,
killed with fear, and a very sharp knife.
-b.g
[lower case intended.]