I see your posts online,
you disgust me with your lies,
telling people their ugly,
you're filthy and vile,
you get your joy,
from the harm of others,
well I'm here to tell you,
it's not funny it's not cute,
Self-harm is a real problem,
Can't you see the pain you cause is wrong,
I should know how much it hurts,
because I was one of those people,
yes you hurt me,
the scars on my arm every one can see,
but the ones on my heart are the ones that bleed,
and yet the scars are nothing,
compared to my insecurities,
the self-harm,
is self-consuming,
it isn't funny,
it isn't cute,
you cause pain,
to pure beauty,
marring your skin,
with false shame,
because of filth,
that ruins dreams,
they aren't good enough,
to cause you pain,
but you let them in,
it's all the same,
I was one of you,
I have felt your pain,
I want to help you,
I want to say your name,
I know how it feels,
to want to die,
to stop breathing,
and begin to fly,
I've sat alone,
and started to cry,
the darkness consuming,
my very life,
but I fought,
and I made it back,
back to my life,
back on track,
and I realized,
That the ones who brought me down,
were the ones who should cry,
they have issues,
and they try,
to make themselves feel better,
with their malicious lies,
Self-harm isn't worth it,
don't cut and don't hurt,
and to the people who made me feel this way,
self-harm isn't funny,
I see right through your lies,
My insecurities are permanent,
but look into my eyes,
I'm a better person,
for the hardships you gave me,
because my friends need me,
and I need them,
I asked for help they saved me,
and now extend the favor,
if you need help,
just come to me,
I'm always here to help,
I know your pain,
And the one truth I know,
Is written in my mind,
Though you cause pain successfully,
self-harm isn't funny.