Im not perfect

A Poem by Taylor.

the blood falls off the knife

i hold myself so tight

why must i do this

pain is everywhere

i grip the razor

i drop it

tears mixed with blood

im not perfect

im who i am

no matter what you say this is who i am

always in pain

always broken

still falling apart

im not perfect ...

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Added on February 10, 2011
Last Updated on February 10, 2011

Hey, My name is Taylor. I am 15 years of age. This is my way of letting go of things I suppress. Pain, worries, ect. Thank you for reading (: more..