Normal Teenage Girl.

Yes I am a normal teenage girl. I am not dieing. I am not sick. I no longer have cuts on my arms, on my legs, just the shadow of a scar. Yes I am a normal teenage girl. I burst in to tears and then hold them in. I've drown my soul. I cry my self to sleep and mutter I'm sorry I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm sorry for. I say I hate you without thinking but there's no one else around. Yes I'm a normal teenage girl.