Cutting to hide...

Cutting to hide my fears
wearing jumpers to hide my scars
trying hard to fit in
but no where i belong

cutting to hide my worries
just trying to figure it out
who the f u c k am i?
where do i belong

cutting to hide my shame
don't wanna be this anymore
i quit this game
please let me out
now my nightmares are for real!

cutting because I'm embarrassed,
embarrassed of who i am
there has to be a reason
PLEASE GOD WHY AM I HERE????

is there anything left for me?
or am i just floating away
away in a draft
in the cold and crimson ocean
the one i created

(C) Lucy Green

*Thank you everyone for reading my poem, i really appreciate it, and if you comment please, i will return the favour, thank you!*