Question

A poem about

Don't ask how I'm doing I'm going to lie to you
I'll lie to keep you better so you don't worry about me
even if the scars on my arm sing their song of dismay
I'll hide it so know one sees this pain so deep
you made me make a promise you know I'll never keep to stop cutting when the pain gets to deep
I'm sorry for breaking it I knew it your going to leave me to I should have been Honest through and through but know one is a keep they turn when it gets to rough when the pains to deep I'm sorry I think I cut to deep

Answer 1

poem about depression a cuttinggg

Answer 2

You need to make the grammar corrections, but I like it, it literally about me…

Answer 3

ok ty for advice

Answer 4

no problem

Answer 5

ay ay ay so relatable

Answer 6

not relatable to me though, good job tho

Answer 7

real..