You look down, <br />and see my scar. <br />You think I'm just another victim, <br />of self-harm. <br /> <br />I'm easy to distinguish, <br />from the crowd. <br />The one dressed all in black, <br />making up for what you lack. <br /> <br />You ask how, <br />I could do that to my arm, <br />and why do I practice; <br />the art of self-harm. <br /> <br />What you fail to see, <br />is that I choose to be free, <br />and no matter what I do; <br />I will always be better than you. <br /> <br />A wild animal or spirit, <br />emerging from within. <br />Trapped in this human cell, <br />I cut to release it from this hell. <br /> <br />It would be hard for you, <br />to see my reality. <br />Being that you're just a domesticated pet; <br />a recrement of our society...<br /><br />Joshua Fegley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/self-harm-or-self-help/
