I wish I can vomit whatever and suddenly everyone understands.
I wanna talk like a layman, I really do. But I got cuts deep down to my hands and elbows and they just keep people away cuz they'll say "That's white." Or "That's black."
It's not any of those.
They don't agonise a bit more. I say these things cuz maybe one day. Those scars can get stitched up. Maybe they don't. But I definitely don't want them open anymore.
I just don't.