The Art I Create

So school starts back tomorrow
Oh joy...I can't wait
Wait to hear the names they call me
Wait to hear the hate

The hate they scream upon me
Oh god how bad it hurts
That they make me feel
Feel like I belong in the dirt

They never look inside me
Like I don't have a heart
But they don't ever realize
My masterpieces of art

The ones I hide from everyone
Because I feel so ashamed
They make me feel like I don't belong
Like I don't deserve to be named

I'm very quite talented
You'll see my art upon my wrists
I hope you see them the way I do
I see them in a twist