I'm letting you know that I'm not better.
My emotions are getting alot heavier.
Things are just so hard,
and the stress is so much.
all I can do is cut.
The bullies are the cause of the one on my wrist.
Their the reason why I cry,
and seem to always get hit.
My arms bleed to remind me I'm living,
This numb feeling is what I was given.
By my classmates who hit me,
and my "friends" who curses me.
The glass is my closest companion,
It helps me relieve the pain I wanna abandon.
I think I am unlovable.
But all I wish for is to be comfortable.
©noah_law18
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