cutting blade

Isit at the back of the class as the rest of the room laughs, I cry in side to hide the pain for weakness is what they aim yo gain, My wrists are covered and my head is hidden as everyone stares at what i am, Sitting alone at home with a blade to my wrist with happy music all around, Igo to school here's more pain got my blade at the ready for somemore pain, student's stare as i bleed out some look ill some look scared but i feel happy, this time next day i will be looking at new schools with my mum, Here we go again new school new cutting blade.