I Am Danny

I Am Danny


I wonder if other people see the same face my reflection shows

I hear the Beatles playing from my headphones

I see people laughing and smiling in a colorful world

I want to join them and break out of my shell

I am not broken


I pretend to be carefree

I feel blades slide across my skin

I touch the crimson slit

I worry that I may have gone too far

I cry knowing that I have relapsed yet again

I am not broken


I understand that I am troubled

I say that there is nothing broken that can’t be fixed

I dream that one day this will all be over

I try to get better for my loved ones

I hope my scars will one day fade

I am not broken

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