The only thing that hurts the most bleeds. And sure, cuts, wounds, injuries do bleed, but the only thing that stays forever is THE INK that people use to write nasty words in our SOULS. Because they will bleed through the surface and stain horrible memories inside of us. We. We are labeled. "Freak, Ugly, Crybaby". It won't wash out. But we can ignore it. We can cover it up and never look at it again. But it's still there. Branded into our minds, at the back of the file drawer. Like a project that we procrastinate on but we still remember it. We're anxious about it. We know we need to take care of it but no. We just ignore it. Or we look at it every second of our lives. Regretting everything. We wanted nice things. A nice "tattoo" but the tattoo artist made something so horrible that we want to take our money back. But they already spent the money. They spent it on their own wants. They were greedy. They took everything from us but sadness and anger. Some of us people. Children. A lot of us have been bullied. And some of these people were infected by that disease. It's horrible. Cruel. Stop the bullying.
