Emo_tranny_death Posted January 15, 2019 Share Posted January 15, 2019 (edited) I always stop and wonder why My cuts look normal in my lifelong lie Blood now covers my arms No one knows I'm the one who self-harms "Little Emo" they call me I turn to my hateful nickname They pretend to slit their wrists I drop my head in shame I can't break my feelings Always feeling alone I hide for the day Just begging to get home I collapse on my bed With the razor blades in hand And get myself To a safer land I glance in the mirror As I start to cry Always looking for the day When I can finally die Edited January 15, 2019 by Emo_tranny_death 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EvilActivity Posted January 21, 2019 Share Posted January 21, 2019 get some therapy maybe? MAYBE? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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