I am different.
In a more or less outcast way.
Makeup? Nope, never.
Dresses? Forget it.
Friends? Only people who matter.
My life is mine, I will not mold to your standards because YOU think it's right.
You are you.
I am me.
That is my insanity.
Self Harm Awareness Day
It's 1:00AM and nobody knows
The knife glitters in her palm.
It's 1:05AM and nobody knows
She lets out a pent up breath.
It's 1:06AM and nobody knows
Her head snaps up in alarm when she hears a rustle in her dad's room.
It's 1:08AM and nobody knows
She waits, the sharp knife against her wrist.
It's 1:13AM and nobody knows
She slowly relaxes her tired muscles. It is time again.
It's 1:15AM and nobody knows
The knife strokes lovingly at her warm flesh, digging its serrated fangs into her skin.
It's 1:17AM and nobody knows
Many strokes have been sliced, the small ones at her wrist to the deep, twisted ones at her elbow.