The Sad Girl Poem by Precious Queen

I' ve wanted to drown in my tears since I was 7
Hated myself from the age of 8
Wanted to die before I turned 13
Tried to cut away the pain when I reached 16
Hoping life would seep from the wounds and evaporate into the nothingness I felt I was.
I felt depression manifest before I even knew how to spell it.
Some people are naturally born sad I thought, never destined to turn that frown upside down but designed to frown from the inside out.
Cried myself to sleep more times than I remember laughing.
Wet my pillow with only water, no salt since I had no substance left within.
Rationalized love was not for me. Never meant for the sad girl who knew of more ways to kill herself than she did nursery rhymes.
Love was so misunderstood that pain felt like a better substitute with no half time.

Once the tears have dried and the pieces have been glued together again. I will put back the mask of my existence.
Maybe even paint a new face and artistically placing it infront of the sad girl nobody ever wants to see.