{So I thought of this poem while I was at swimming lessons bc I got all insecure bc people could sort of see my "scars" so yeah depressed poem}

Mean words spill, along with tears
It's been like this for years and years

One more tear you make me cry
One more cut upon my thigh

Every insult like a fist
Another cut upon my wrist

Tears roll down and burn my face
Something a fake smile can't erase

I simply cannot live this way
I'm gone; you know I just can't stay

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