Why me? why cant i be like everbody? i sit in my room with the lights off i listen to death music as it brings me closer to the dark i grab my best friend thats right my trusty knife.i cut for everytime the called me fat for every time they ignored me like that i cut for the broken hearts and how i have had to replace. i sit there and i can feel my heart race. i cut for all the times they said your ugly for all the times they laughed and pointed and stared and whispered i know what they said because i could hear they voices while i lay in my bed.it haunts me day and night its a fright when i look in the mirror and what i see is this thing black tall ugly and monsterous. i cant take much more so i sit there and i wonder why me?
