Emo_tranny_death Posted January 15, 2019 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
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