Sorry it took so long
when people see the scars on my wrists
i know that they get chills
--this part i loved
my home life isn't good
if is not even close
people never know about my silent screams
--youre not alone
every body knows I'm such a disgrace
-you are NOT a digrace
my dad hates me and my mom is scared
my mom still has bruises every where
-again youre not alone
*hugs*

**thx** that means lot

This is such an incredible poem..i love it..u should write more poems i cant wait to read them