Please, don't.
Don't make your life a tragedy just to make it interesting.
It becomes permanent,
and unavoidable as the time passes.
As you get older, you stop craving the attention.
For instance,
when I was 12, I cut myself everyday.
Not, however, for the reasons I do now.
I used to cut so that I would have cuts,
and now I cut because I have to.
When I was 13, I stopped eating.
I knew I was thin,
I've always been underweight,
But I needed more baggage if I wanted to be somebody.
Now, I cannot eat without wanting to throw up.
When I was 14, I fell in love
with every boy who shot me a glance,
and gave them everything.
Now, I have nothing left to give,
(or to offer.)
And when I turned 15,
I started depending on drugs so I could
escape.
I can't stop cutting, starving, and falling back
into self destructive habits
because when I was 12,
I needed attention.
Now, yes, my life is ****** up,
but maybe I'd know how to cope
If I'd never picked up the blade, starved, or tried drugs.