Braclets(cutting)

I wear the bracelets up m y arm
they cover the secrets of the past
my memories
my hurting
my grief
my tears
a scape,a burn
a cut a scar
i wanna stop i wanna die
i wanna leave this place behind
i wanna leave i wanna go
but were to where can i go
cause who wants a 14 year old freak?
with bracelets up there arms!