I didn't do anything to them so why do they hate me?
i wish they would at least leave me alone.
but they keep saying a-lot of stuff about me.
but now since i got help for my depression
and I'm finally happy
i don't care what they say
they can say anything they want
because i know that i didn't do
anything to deserve they
turning their backs on me,
making fun of me because i cut,
making fun of me because i smoke,
making fun of me because i write these poems,
and i know i didn't deserve having all of my friends at the same time hate me and want me to die.
so they can say all they want
but i know i will be the only one that is happy with myself.
please vote and comment on this poem. thanks!
HEALING SCARS
