Here’s to the boys who self harm…
To the boys with quiet lips, and screaming minds. To the boys who think a razor blade will help. To the boys who are depressed, anorexic, suicidal, have anxiety or schizophrenia. To the boys who’ve never found the girl/boy of their dreams; or have, only they aren’t theirs.
And yeah, girls self harm, and yes it’s all very sad when anyone does, but boys never get as much as they deserve. The poems all say ‘she’, and the girls always get the sympathy. Boys are called ‘weak’, and ‘gay’ for crying, or harming themselves.
So here’s to you, yes you, the boy with the shy smile, and scarred wrists with no hope.