You See Me Fake Poem by natalie farnsworth
You See Me Fake
What can I do to make you care?
Take off these sleeves and make my arms bare?
I could show you the cuts, scars, and the pain.
But to you it would show I'm really not sane.
I don't cut for you.
I cut to feel.
Because blood is the only thing that is real.
So lock me up and tie me down.
Gag my mouth so I cant make a sound.
Let me sit here and rot in hell.
I'm really happy as far as you can tell.
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