I feel so sad, I want to cry,
I look inside and wonder why,
I’m filled with guilt, I want no lilt,
I try to run, away from life.
I run so hard, I see no path,
I need a bath, but wait till last,
This self I hate, this face I fake,
I’ll cut my flesh, to end my stress.
I trip and fall, my legs are gashed,
I ripped my skin, the pain sinks in,
It feels so good, I know not why,
I want much more, to end my all.
You try to help, I scream and belt,
You fall aside, I’m sick inside,
Just leave me be, your face will see,
My shame and horror, my life of sorrow.
By Julius Fa