Contradiction: A Poem On Some Of What's Behind The Pain That Makes Me Cut

I am a contradiction.
I am smart, yet an
idiot.
I am loving, yet
spiteful.
I am happy, yet
dying.

I stare at the scars
and wonder what happen
then I look at my life
and wonder no more

I am sexy, yet
disgusting
I am social, yet
awkward
I am creative, yet
dull

I stare at my friends
They're laughing
They don't see my pain
Or if they do, they ignore it.
Are they really my friends?

I'm innocent, yet
dirty
A child, yet an
adult.
I'm cute, yet
dangerous

And these contradictions hurt.
I don't want to hurt, so I
bleed
and bleed
and bleed.
Truecat369 Truecat369
18-21, F
Jan 19, 2013