How long will it take till someone sees through my mask? I tell myself I need help, but im too scared to ask, the cuts on my stomach, legs and wrists, I made, are to deep to fade, they just leave a scar on my paper like skin, and the blood.. the blood as red as velvet, drips from my finger tips to the floor, inside I cry in pain, behind the sound proof door. but still, I continue to wear my mask, the mask, that hides my pain.
thought id make a poem :/
Dear Diary
today is the first time I've started to write you, I guess I started to write this because I felt lonely, and with it being public, it gives me the feeling someone is listening to me, its a nice feeling. So, I guess I should start telling about my day huh, today was pretty boring to be honest, I'm grounded, so I'm stuck inside, I mean I have my Xbox, my laptop. but all this means I have time to think too, and considering what happens in life now, I hate having time to think, that's why I hate being alone I don't have anyone to distract me from my thinking. but anyway, it doesn't help that my siblings try to annoy me when I'm busy,
How long will it take till someone sees through my mask? I tell myself I need help, but im too scared to ask, the cuts on my stomach, legs and wrists, I made, are to deep to fade, they just leave a scar on my paper like skin, and the blood.. the blood as red as velvet, drips from my finger tips to the floor, inside I cry in pain, behind the sound proof door. but still, I continue to wear my mask, the mask, that hides my pain.
thought id make a poem :/
Dear Diary
today is the first time I've started to write you, I guess I started to write this because I felt lonely, and with it being public, it gives me the feeling someone is listening to me, its a nice feeling. So, I guess I should start telling about my day huh, today was pretty boring to be honest, I'm grounded, so I'm stuck inside, I mean I have my Xbox, my laptop. but all this means I have time to think too, and considering what happens in life now, I hate having time to think, that's why I hate being alone I don't have anyone to distract me from my thinking. but anyway, it doesn't help that my siblings try to annoy me when I'm busy,
i guess im here to share my daily life with you, you may as well know a little about me.
im a 15 year old girl, I guess my life is normal, but that depends on what you call normal. ill be sharing this account with my bestfriend, shell also be doing diary entries of her own life, so you know who's posting ill be known as A and shell be known as C for now.