I've been getting worse
I think more than one hundred...
A day...
But only this last week...
It was a bad week...
I don't even know why.
No one noticed.
I've become less careful with covering my cuts.
If my shorts just happen to slip up I won't pull them down straight away.
Same with my skirt.
Stupid uniforms.
Don't even know anymore.
Is this my way of getting help?
Or am I just wanting attention
Just like they always say...
Does anyone even know?

~JJ~

I don't throw this one in the trash, I hide it in the pages of my sketch book, I don't know why, It's no good, I'm not going to show it, But I do anyway.

I stand up and walk out my door, out the front of the house and wait for the school bus to arrive, the freezing wind nipping at my fingers and burning my cuts.

I guess this is my life now.