*comments please*A poem & a started story * triggers suicide*
 

Each day is a struggle,
as she hides away her tears,
she hurts herself repeatdly to get through all her fears,
ahd she'll hide with that smile,
to disguise all the pain,
deep inside she knows she's dying,
and she'll hurt herself again && again.
They watch and stare as she rolls up her sleeves,
she finds herself hidden in that same private cubicle,
and bleeding, this is how she only knows to grieve,
Yet Her secrets are well hidden,
until that fateful long day,
when her body is hanging,
the guilt is given to the starers: this is their price to pay.

This sounds like you put a lot of emotion into it. It's really very good. I like it. <3

Love this han,
V good work!
Keep writing :Smile:
:heart:

Hey this is really good, sad too, but it is really good, great wordage ;) *squishes*