Voices in my head
Telling me to go
To never look back
To leave behind
The screaming, yelling
The memories I see
And then a faint whisper
I hear
Saying remember
Remember your friends
Who you've become
Because of them
Remember the girl
With the scars
Coming to a new school
Bruises on every inch
Of skin not seen
Pain on one side
But not the other
Dead inside
Then remember the dark
Hiding in a closet
To cover the crying
After losing a close friend
From a gun shot
Then acting fine
Nothings wrong
Everyday with people
Remember having to fight
Mentally, emotionally
To drop the weapon
The blade, the razor
The eraser
Struggling to stay away
Feeling the mental pull
Everytime I felt anger
Don't remember this one
But the girl
With the bruises
Covering every inch
And the scars for her memories
The girl hiding in the closet
From losing her friend
The one hiding her pain
Trying to put down
Her only comfort for years
Is now the girl
You see walking down the halls
With a smile, laughing
Maybe faking
But for once
She's not faking her friends