what they dont see

Keep your sleeves down

Keep your hood up

Keep your voice quiet

Keep your silence overwhelming

They’re never notice you

The see what they want

Keep a smile on

Keep a happy tone

Keep a small form

Keep a nice presence

They’ll accept you

They won’t hate you

But what they don’t see is

Your thoughts are loud

Your pain is overtaking you

Your arms are red

Your body tired

They’re scared of you

They’ll stay away

Your blades are dull

Your blood is dripping away

Your smile is fading

Your life is done

They’re being nice now

They can tell it’s the end

Flatline

Still chest

The game is over

They’ve won it again

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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