As I look in the mirror and see the scars that you left behind, I ask myself, Why? Why do I let you teat me the way you have? Why do you torment me? Is it because of the way I look? Is it because of my awkwardness? Why? I punch the mirror & shatter it, then I sink to my bathroom floor crying. Not because of the pain that you've caused me, but the hatred that I have towards myself. I see a piece of the shattered mirror & pick it up. Then, I think to myself," Should I end it all right now, or continue to put up with this?". I hold the piece of mirror to my wrist & softly say my goodbyes. Goodbye to my friends & family, goodbye to my loved ones, & goodbye to my bully. I slit my wrist 5 times on each arm. As I bleed out, I realize what a dumb decision I made. But now I know that'll be in a better place now