I remember
When my arms were sliced for a summer,
The summer I was sad
When I cried myself to sleep every single night
When I was a child, but felt like a failure
Yet you never knew because I smiled
I never stopped smiling for you to have your precious mirage
When you finally found out about my arms
You didn't help me, you only took my blade away and forgot where you put it
This is my pain not yours
MY PAIN
So don't you ever act like the victim.