Cutter's life (kinda a short story)

During mornings
she cuts

during nights
she weeps

waking up to a normal day
she slices her wrist, arms, and legs
some days she gets deep
too deep
nicks a vain

once she gets to school
everyone can see
the anger and sadness she holds
by looking at her sleeve
they realize the dark red stains
a few little
and a few big

the girl doesn't notice
everyone stares
for she was taught
nobody cares

(at her first hour
she cries
at her second hour
she writes
at her third hour
she prays
and her forth hour
she hurts again)

on her ride home
tears stream off the tip of her nose
her "friends" to scared to help her
for each time they tempted before
she came the next day with more

once home
the pain truly beings
you can only imagine
all the hurtful sins

at about 5
she dreams
at about 10
she cuts again