I am a girl

I am a girl dieing of depression
I don’t even think it is an obsession

Many people wonder why this girl is dressed in black
The only thing I don’t know is that for a fact

I cut
I scream
I even yell
Sometimes I feel like I’m in hell

My steap dad
He hits
He kicks
He even screams
Sometimes I wish it were just a dream

I’m black
I’m blue
I wish I were dead
That’s what I think in my head