Who says its self harm!?

by Jess Crosby
(Manchester)

My eyes ache from crying,
My heart aches from trying
My wrist burns from cutting
& in the end I still have nothing.
Maybe I'm dark but I'm not goth,
Just because I cry, I'm not emo,
And maybe I can scream but I'm no prep
Just because these arms are scarred,
Who says its self harm!?