I sit by myself on the bench with red rings around my eyes.
Blue and purple arms,
Black and green legs
Scars from a knife on my wrist.
You all look at me like im crazy!
You call call me names because of the way I look.
But you don't know that I was abused.
"I was bad!" is always my excuse!
But you all know better than to believe me.
Running away seemed like the right thing to do, but then again,
I knew she would hunt me down and hurt me some more.
I hate the way my life is.
You all think your life is bad,
But you should thinkg otherwise.
You should try spending one day in my shoes,
And then you will see how I live my life to try and stay alive!

 
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