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Nov 2018
In my world
I think of the word “sorry”
Very much as a overused word
And for me it means betrayal
While pain is natural for me
It still doesn’t know that I can be anyone’s chew toy
We all grow up in different homes
And all live different lives
I have many scars from many experiences
Where I just wanted to feel better
So I cut my legs, arms, ribs, and chest
To feel pain somewhere else
Most people think I’m an attention-seeking ***
But I hide most things because that helps keep me away from any sympathy
To have someone feel bad for you is probably the worse part about my life
Although it happens a lot
I don’t acknowledge that they want to help but just can’t
Written by
Guppy  17/F
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