You don't have to prove anything
to anyone
Especially people who didn't wash the blood off your hands,
Especially those who didn't hold you while you shook so hard you rattled your brain,
You actually rattled your brain,
You don't have to remember
or explain what happened to strangers
whose eyes penetrate your shirt
To see the scars that seep through the white
you owe a reason to no one for why you don't like to fight or speak in front of people
They weren't there when you had to shave your head because it was falling out anyway
They weren't there when you threw away your last needle,
so **** them