Tears
The tears rolling down her face as she makes those deep gashes in her arm.
She doesn't feel anything, she is numb.
She just wants the pain to end.
For people to understand that cutting is not just a phase
Just because she cuts does not mean she is broken,
She has scars on her arms, wrists, legs and stomach
She tried to alter her appearance because she got called fat
She changed the way she dressed because she was called a ****.
Little did they know that she was sexually assaulted at the age of 5
That she is afraid to be in a relationship.
That it has taken her 10 years to trust people again.
But it is too late now she is gone
You killed her with your words
With your bullying
She couldn't take it anymore
So she killed herself
In hope that it would make you happy
Because that is what she wanted
She changed everything about herself to make you happy
Not seeing that it was destroying her.
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