The Misunderstood
Blood drips on the bathroom floor
she looks in the mirror like she has no more
Tears fall down her face
She realizes life is a disgrace
She cleans up her mess and goes to her room
Hoping they won't see her freshly cut wounds
She crys herself to sleep thinking she is just a nothing and dreams bad dreams like the all do
She wears big shirts and lots of bracelets to hide her wrists and keep her safe
Eyes painted black to cover her face
She goes to school and pretends she has faith
No one understands her
No one really cares
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