Bullied, hopeless, worthless, fat, ugly, that's what I have been called for and I would think it's or maybe it isn't true. What if I changed my self? Would that help? I wouldn't be counting on that idea or... maybe I would.
The stinging burn of the water from my fresh cuts. The hot salty liquid streaming down my red hot cheeks. The times I am in so much pain that I can't even cry anymore.