i started cutting,
on my arms,
then they told me,
self mulation harms.
they caught me,
and yelled,
"stop it,
thats bad for your health".
so i slice where they can't see,
i place a cut upon my thigh,
i hate you all,
and you wonder why.
just why can't i cut?
what should i do,
i have so much anger,
all because of you.
so slap my hand,
and tell me im bad,
it's not my fault,
i have a deadbeat dad
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