Im vulnerable to the world outside my mind is bitter to their words, and my body , must stop learning all the self harm that leads my disaster. Question my intentions as blood pours, don’t blame the situation, judge the sharp thing. Weakness is coming every time, Im fragile, made of glass, I will break someday I’ll become undone. And to fix me will be useless cause I’ll be mellow with my fire, I’ll bath in water as my dust is cleaned….