Everyone ignores me. Nobody can see me! I’m invisable. I live in my solitude, it protect me. I love my solitude. I love it more than you, mommy. Know why? Because its there for me. It tells me things, bad things.
Tag: bad girl
When You Yell At Me
I’m a bad girl. I broke mommy’s vase. She got mad at me today.
Bruises
I wish this pain would end I want the fighting to stop Why can’t we be a family like we used to? Why does life have to be this way?
Why I Used to Cut
Lying on the bed….lifeless. Head turned to the right. Staring at the television. It isn’t even on. I turn my head to the left and look at my arm resting a gainst the baby-blue wall. My attention drawn to the raised scars on my arm…I look closer. Purple scarring surrounding the lines of pink.