i broke a little bit as i read your response worthless, that word thats what you said you described yourself as worthless “don’t think like that” “you’re not worthless” i said that as tears were falling
Her faint pop music, The giggles they make in the dark In one room Different worlds Deep in slumber Or awake on the surface No in between Sleep won't sink in Patience wearing Head ringing Throat feeling bile I'm tired.
I put it on, everyday. I tried not to make mistakes. Even though it’s full of cracks, I still sit up and put on my act. And though no one ever wants to ask, I still get up. And put on My Mask.
She drew happy faces all over my arms. She drew smiley faces over my scars. She showed me with ink and blue marks, the answer is a pen, not a blade, to make art.