The Stripes Of A Tiger (Poetry)

This is poetry (kinda, idk) that i wrote a few years ago. I was like, 13/14 so please don't judge, i could probably write much better things now but i just wanted to share this with people, because its pretty fucking deep.

*Trigger warning* - yes, this poem contains mentions of self harm. It isn't graphic in any way, but please don't read it if this topic makes you uncomfortable.

In case the stripe imagery confused anyone, the fact that the other tigers have stripes doesn't mean they self harm. It just implies that they are "normal." The fact that she doesn't have stripes, means she doesn't fit in.
I hope that makes sense.