"why are you always bleeding?"
"Did you get in to a fight?"
"Who did this to you?"
"What happened?"
"Are you okay?"
I want to say:
"Dermatoliomania"
But I say
"Nothing
I'm okay"
They don't need to worry about me
I'm almost decent as can be...
Sometimes
For those who don't know it's a skin picking disorder. And no, I can't "just stop".
(This note was written by a laughing trombone because he's done crying)