you
are
the
jagged
lines
on
her
torn
skin.
you
are
the
lies
that
make
her
spin.
she
is
the
destroyer
of
her
own
skin,
her own skin, so thin.
she
is
the
skin
she
hates
being
in.
you
are
the
hate
she
feels
for
herself,
you
are
a
bully
who deserves to loathe yourself.