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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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