you say i won’t,

you say i’ll stop.

you cover up in the summer.

you away from the pool.

you hide in the locker room.

you don’t look at anyone,

you think everyone forgets you.

you wish you could change,

you wish you could survive.

but the only way you think you can,

is with a tool.

one day you injure too much,

everyone finds out, everyone knows,

why do you have to hide?