I’m the happy one who writes dark
poems.
I’m the hyper, crazy one who breaks down at
night.
I’m the one who tries to be selfless, but is more selfish
than anyone else.
I’m the one against bullying, but beats up
herself.
I’m the girl that everyone looks at, but never
sees.
the girl who “has such a pretty face” but not the
body.
I am the girl with the scars on her wrists,
and her body