She wasn't the same as other kids Something wasn't quite right They knew she wasn't quite normal It could have been worse They thought they could fix her They sent her to counsellors Made her do strange activities That would "take out the monster" in her A monster, is what she felt like Why can't I go play? she asked But they wouldn't let her They had to fix her first. And finally, after a while They thought she was fixed So they left it alone And she seemed fine At least for a while After all, she was only a child But then she reached her teenage years And everything went wrong again She would get depressed for no reason Fight with her friends easily Often thought about ending her life Couldn't go for a week without crying She liked to think she was normal And her problems were merely hormones But deep inside she knew it wasn't true She knew she was different There was something seriously wrong with her She began to hate herself And harmed herself to releive the pain Cutting, seeing the blood, Her only escape What else can I do? she asked Normal people don't hurt themselves But then again, she's not normal There's something very very wrong with her... Back |