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Please be careful, we're very fragile. Not fragile like a flower,or like a bomb, But like a splashingwine glass, in the handsof a drunk, or a glistening glass pane, packaged by a careless worker. Glass hearts protectedby stone walls,flames dying t
people always told me my body is art,
but i never thought so.
so i tried painting on it,
but the paint is hard to use.
it’s too watery,
“Another one”
“Not deep enough”
“Worthless”
“Pathetic”
The things I tell myself as I carve into my skin like its nothing
If you saw us out, would you know us?
Did you put in the time to learn who we are?
Or did we somehow become a sea of faces in the classroom?
Papers stack up. Exams have to be graded.
