It's not cool to cut.

Come home from school,
Burst into tears,
Rub at my eyes until they are dry.
I must try and be happy,
Because I know,
It's not cool to cry.

Tears still spilling,
Blood starts to pour,
As I hack away at my arm.
I shouldn't do this,
Because I know,
It's not strong to self harm.

I can't give up,
Must let cuts go,
For I must be strong and win.
I shouldn't be sad,
Because I know,
It's not good to give in.

The sadder I get,
More cuts I gain,
Out of hurt, anger and greed.
I must stop,
Because I know,
It's not brave to bleed.

Names I get called,
Almost everyday,
Weirdo, psycho, sl**.
I must ignore them,
Because I know,
It's not cool to cut.

It's not cool to cut...

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