This book is something that is special to me because I have been going through such a hard time but through all of this I have had the best help from my friends, they were here for me the whole time through. So this book is especially for my best friend since childhood, Amrit. Also my friend's Cheyenne and Zara for being the crazy friends each time I see them. Thank you.
I have this Paintbrush I call a knife.
I have this canvas I call my arms.
I paint this picture I call Self- harm
I watch the color spread I call blood.
This is a really short book full of my poetry, you will be living through my poems and feelings that have effected me so badly but I've made it through.
Who knew? A little change makes a difference but depending on the change. The only little change I had made is from being happy all the way down to being sad.
If only I knew the key to happiness I would've opened the door to the path that led to happiness. Who knew that sadness takes part and over my body but how did I not notice till now.
I'm here writing my pain on a page,pretending that nothing is happening and that I am happy.
Hiding behind this facade of happiness when I am writhing in pain. But who knew? I know I only knew.