I never understood.
Until it was too
late, I saw it on witty first.
I’d never even thought about
it. Never thought I would ever
do it. But all these girls were venting about it. Saying
how many
days’
they'd gone without it. Asked for as
many fave’s for as
many days they'd gone without. I thought
they were lying or
attention
seeking. I’m
sorry. I
never thought I would do it myself.
But they put the idea in my head. It was
slow first, just putting the
silver to my skin. I could
NEVER bring myself to cut. It was
still
wrong in my mind. I never understood.
Understood the pain.
Im NOT going to tell you my story. No one would
believe. But a
night brought me to it. & now i cant STOP. When they heal i do
it again. I
don’t know what to do with myself. How
to stop myself.
I’ve never been so terrified.
How Could Witty Cause
This ♥
ITS
FRUSTRATING.
No. I am
not perfect, but
i am still here. I
want to be seen.
Accepted? Just
because I am not beautiful,
my makeup is
not always done. I do not fit into a size
2. Does not mean
I am worthless. I
am sick of being overlooked. I am not
one of those people that can easily scream for HELP. I am
not someone that can openly say I want to Die. I
am not
DEPRESSED. That is just a label.
NO. I am exhausted. I am
exhausted from trying to keep myself UP. To keep myself
here, it is utter Bull Sh*t to live this way, to feel the
way I do.
I am here too. What
about me ?
It keeps running.
My mind like Alice.
I wonder.
Wonder what would happen.
Could I make it permanent?
Could I fly forever.
The rabbit can only Be late for so long.
But this.
This is not wonderland.
Things do not simply fix itself with tea.
Off with her head.
My head was lost long ago.
They cut it off & threw it away.
My mind is lost.
I’ve lost my mind.
Off to the red queen where the blood is spilt.
Off with her forever.
My innocents left me I am no longer white.
I am not welcome at the white queens court.
No no her kindness is not welcome.
NO ! Spinning No.
No I have turned.
They turned me.
I was once white .
But now I am red.
&& I float towards the cruelty of the red queen.
But she is not real.
This is not wonderland.
I can not simply have tea for it all to come back.
I eat the cake but i don’t fit through the door.
& I will never fit again.
My way is blocked.
Off to the red queen.
Im sorry im not perfect,
Im not popular,
Im not witty
famous.
Im sorry i dont have perfect hair,
Perefect skin,
A perfect body.
Im sorryim not the way you think i should be,
The way that society would
accept,
The way you want me to
be.
Im sorry i cant accept
myself ,
Im sorry i let
go,
Im sorry i couldnt be
'acceptable'.
Im sorry im
different.
i.would.never.have.chosen.this.
You
can be the Penut
Butter to my
Jelly
You
can be the Butterflys
i
feel in my Belly
You
can be the Captain
& i can be
your First
Mate
You can be
the Chills
that i feel on
our First
Date
You can be
the Hero
& i can be your
Side
Kick
You can be
the Tear
that i cry if we
ever Split
You
can be the Rain
from the
Cloud
when its
Storming
Or
you can be the Sun
when it
Shines
in
the Morning
-
Auburn