Leave Me Alone.

Okay, like really people piss me off way too much. For example; Sarah you knew that I cut and yet when I rolled my sleeves up during E period because I thought I was safe enough to do so you flip the fuck out. You start yelling at me to show you and I refused, I mean you think I’m going to just wave my wrist around screaming “hey look at my cuts, aren’t they just fucking wonderful!” No, especially not with Josh and Gene in the room who already tell me to kill myself never mind if they saw my cuts too. Then the bell rings and you can obviously tell I don’t want to fucking talk about it, like just drop it but no, when I try to walk away you grab my by my bag and pull me back and start to give me this huge lecture while grabbing at my wrist like a starved person grabbing at food.  I don’t like showing my cuts; I don’t like talking about it. You wanna know why? Because I get judge, they all say it’s for attention. Answer me this though; of its for attention then why do I not like talking about it? If it’s for attention then why do I wear long sleeves to hide it? Why do I force a fake smile upon my face every day? Exactly, maybe some people do it for attention but i’m not one of them, it’s like now leave me to myself. My thoughts are so brutal they could kill me, now only if they would..