Look...

I can feel,
I can bleed.
My feelings are real.
There are things I need.

Look at me!
Blood running down my face,
And you will see,
I lost my beautiful grace.

Look at my arms,
covered in scars forever,
You didn't keep me from harm,
You pushed me to it, it will haunt me forever.

Look at my wrists,
they will bleed for eternity.
Say I don't take risks.
Now do you see?

I am real,
I bleed too.
I do feel.
The things I need do not include you.