Don't self-harm
Never start
After a while...
It becomes an art
Trust me on this one
I should know
All my scars...
They come and go
I can't stop
And I can't tell anyone
'Cos if I do...
I will get done
I have to hide it
All the time
I wish I could turn back the clock...
And make it all fine
Don't self-harm
Never start
After a while...
It becomes an art
Becky Ginn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-harm/
