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I got in my bath and the water turned black.
I used to have the words fag, worthless, friendless, alone, unwanted, depressed, emo, little slut, and bitch all over my body but now they are gone.
Sometimes I wish I could disappear just like all of the hateful comments on my skin.
Nothing really seems to work out for me though, does it?
I get bullied and abused.
I'm on anti-depressants which I don't take.
I'm not fucked up, I don't need help and I don't need a cure in the form of a pill.
I'm not sick, I don't need pills to make me better.
I deserve the life I have.
After all, that's why I have all those words on my skin, isn't it?
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