Poem called Judged:
They judge you.
They don't know your name.
They don't care they'd treat you the same.
They call you names, they say you're a whore.
They want you dead, why don't they like you more?
You walk down the hall, you cover your arms.
If they could only see what hides are your scars.
You return home you cry, why don't they care?
You pull out a blade, it's suddenly right there.
It's your only friend, it's always there.
You have cuts on your arms, they're never bare.
Your tears keep falling, but nobody cares.
They judge you.
They don't know your name.
They just don't care, they treat you the same.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdwHnDAXksI&list=LLDKb8lt4k2WW2VpQd8zJr_A&index=104
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