im a cutter

March 23, 2012
By Anonymous

Imma cutter
I hear them calling my name
But how do I respond I am so ashamed
I watch as my friends tease and laugh
At something that is so unfortunate

How could they possibly be so cruel,
Man, if I only I could tell them if only they knew.
I play along as much as I can
Until I can't take it and go off on them

I yell and I scream and I hear them mutter
Oh my god, she's a cutter
Then they laugh, while I just scream
But yet
Inside I still bleed.

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