I slowly push the knife down,
Making a dent in my skin...

Sitting here I shiver
I’m cold yet I’m hot...

I feel so alone,
I feel so dead...

Raw, cold flesh
Hanging from her bones...

Skin catching fire
Charred bones on the ground...

Walking into school
Feeling all the glares...

Living with the clouds
Wandering through the sky...

Have you ever had that feeling,
Where you feel empty inside...

My mind is empty,
Dark as a hole...

Twisting vines
Curl in multiple colors over my arm...

Nothing is as it was before
I hardly even know myself any more...

Among the ignored,
Among the betrayed...