Less Than Human

Black rose Black hair Black clothes Blank stare Lips black As ash Burned and cut Scarred and rashed She stands out from the crowd She’s different from the rest If only she was proud To simply be herself But the whispers are so loud And everybody else They love to run their mouths To make her life a living hell She tries to ignore them To turn the other cheek But her view is getting dim And her eyes are dullening She’s got nothing left to give They’ve taken every single thing Now she’s broken, faithless, hopeless They’ve left her with nothing Nothing but Each burn and cut And scar and rash That never left her side In the back of the class Each slash and slice Are the only friends she has So for the sake of mental peace She wounds her fragile hide For the sake of balance She cuts her flesh Until it matches her mind The broken girl was never perfect All she was is less than human