I am flawed
I am broken
I am shattered
I am a mistake
...
But I hide my pain
With faint scars on my wrist
I am barely holding on
I need someone to save me
...
I turned to art
I turned to music
That saved me
But almost to late
...
People are evil
But some are beautiful
The person who cares to read this
Thank you

Love you all
~JJ