Since when,those mortherfuckers claimed the right to tell me how to wear my skin?
My skin littered with silver scars,calling them disgusting, attention seeking.
My eyes full of anguish,anger,sorrow cause they call me that.
I will never be enslaved for you.
I will wear my skin the way I want.
I do no need your permission.
Do your balls "playboy"
Ha
I think you have forgotten your mothers so time to show some respect.
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In My Head(I'm Insane)
PoetryMy pxems The cxntent of this stxry has dark themes and self injury. Proceed at your own risk. This is nx lxnger a warning.
