as if her life wasnt bad enough,
she leaves school everyday with tears down her
face.
When she gets home, she goes to her room.
She shuts the door and makes sure its locked
tight.
Pulls out a rusty razor and the towl stained with
blood.
Just in case her mom gets home early, she blast music so her mom
wont hear her.
After slicing her arm, she cries even
harder.
Not because it hurt, nor because she couldnt believe what she
done
But because she realized that nobody wanted her
around.
The next day goes by,
She finds her self repeating those steps.
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