I don't know how to say this
I cut myself for the first time
it's addicting
I want to stop
but it's fun
I
really
enjoy
it

why do I exist?
when to what I consist
is nothing but hatred and misery
fooled into constant trickery
if I vanished
or maybe quietly banished
would they know
with regret would they overflow
for they could've made me happier
yet they insist to leave me stuck
inside this society barrier