Lessons learned

I am the broken girl.
I have scars that make you want to hurl.
My trust torn,my body burned.
This is my story the lessons I've learned.

Fake a smile at school.
Don't ever lose your cool.
Let them call you names.
Let them think life's a game.

When you feel the need to cry.
Hurry up and make up a lie.
Wait till your alone.
Wait till your at hell:your home.

Pull out the knife.
Pull it out and come closer to life.
Now hurry up lock the door.
Cut till you bleed no more.

When you hear footsteps coming up.
Hurry and put things up.
Put a mask on.
And say "nothings wrong."

When the time is right.
To end this lifelong fight.
Pick your way.
Pick a day.

Don't forget who you are.
When deaths not far.
I WAS the broken girl.
I HAD scars that MADE you want to hurl.

I saved this question to asked.
Now it's time to ask.
Who are you.
And what will you do.