Once I stopped letting my wrists bleed blood.
I turned to my legs who paralyzed in midcut.
Current events say I’m emo.
A dweebo, wannabe hero.
When all I try to hear is someone’s help me.
Tell, no.
Play telephone.
Secrets I’m best at, therapy I'm not.
Holding it in is all i got.
Letting it go only hurts my heart.
water my eyes and freeze my fringe.