Useless Days

I pull down my sleeves
As everyone stares
I feel their eyes
The glances, the glares
The kid they call "emo"
'Cause of scars on my arms
They look at me crazy
'Cause of all the self-harm
I walk through the halls
Then out the doors
The people are watching me
No more
I dig in my pocket
For my rusty blade
Yet another
Useless day.