I’m the girl who
draws on her body
with a razor

I’m the one who
you pass in the hall
or sit next to in history

the one who
sinks quietly into
the background,into the sea

the girl who
runs to her razor
instead of a friend

I’m the one that
gets good grades
that never gets in trouble

I'm the girl who
starves and pukes
to feel worth something

I'm the one that
was pierced through the heart
by the words of others

I’m the one that
no one would ever suspect
goes home and cuts her skin

I’m the girl that
you see sitting with
her friends at lunch

the one that
never seems sad or upset
but inside I’m forever crying

the girl who
opens her skin to
let the pain and sadness out

I’m the one who
hates being alone and
just wants someone to hold her

the girl that
hides behind lies because
lies are easier to tell than the truth

I’m the girl that
just wants it all to
go away

the girl who
hurts so bad inside she
has to make the outside match

I’m the girl who
you could have talked to and
maybe helped to heal

I’m the one
you walked past and
never said a word to….