i know what its like to see people's faces as i cut myself... and its stopped me sometimes... i know how you feel. cuz when i cut, it just feels so much better.. i dont laugh or anything... but i started to cut in 2003... and back then only one person found out.. (my b.f) and now because ive been trying so.... fcuking hard to cover my scars, people started to take notice.. and eventually almost everyone knew...
and it really sucks to ALWAYS have people stare at me whenm i walk passed... ive stoped cutting for 3 months now.. i hope everyone else stops too.

♥ always ♥
Jamie

same feeling. keep it up and check out some of mine if ya have the time!! lots o love to yaz!! xxxxxxxxxxx

thats an amazin poem i can totally relate, i luv cutting 2 but sumtimes i just want 2 stop.
gr8 poem tho keep up the gd wrk!

*Michelle*

that was a great poem because you told the truth but maybe you cut ur self becuz u still feel hurt instead of being addicted to it

There were some spelling errors, but this seems like one of those writes that is supposed to be semi-spontaneous. I really liked the informality of it, and I especially liked the lack of rhyming and order. It seemed jumbled and confused and real. That definitely made this poem rise above most other poems i've read recently. Despite having a topic that I ususally view as hard to write well, you did a very good job on this one.