Blunt

That's what I feel like

The words in my head

Am I real?

Are you real?

I'm hungry 

But my stomach hurts

So I don't want to eat

You say you understand 

But do you?

Do you really understand?

No I don't think you do

Because you don't feel what I feel 

I feel it all the time

I'm worthless 

And I know it

I'm an OK person

But I don't feel OK

Right now

Anyway

Is the same blue in the sky the same blue everyone sees?

Our bodies are made the same

But we are all different

Why?

They teach us

We are all different

All unique

But society wants us to be the same

Same clothes

Same emotions

But what I feel

What I feel I know is different

It doesn't match

It isn't right

What I do 

Isn't OK

But only because it's different

Girls pierce their skin and tattoo themselves

But its ok because what they are doing is beautiful

It's art

But when I cut

That's wrong

Because I am doing the exact opposite

Of what society wants

Society wants beautiful people

And I'm not beautiful

I am in fact making myself ugly

And society doesn't like that so its labeled as wrong

What's wrong with keeping your head in the clouds?

And your feet on the ground?

What's wrong with having one shoe off to feel the ground and the other on to protect it

What's wrong with a little of both worlds

I'm different 

Is that wrong?