I'm not good with introductions so I'll show you through poetry. :)

I feel trapped. Nobody understands, they don't even bother to ask me my name.

It's Flora, but they stroll away like I'm invisible.

I might as well be, to everyone else I suppose I'm the girl they like to call 'lame'. 

Deep down I'm not just the party girl who likes to do drugs. 

I have a dark past.

But I brush it away. Nobody cares. I'm just the girl that likes to bug.

The scars & and cuts on my wrists show my weakness. But I don't dare to tell.

I feel like I'm in hell.

But nobody seems to care. So I'll just shed the tears, like I usually do. 

^^ Not my best, but I thought it was good enough for in introduction. :) XOXO