She thought of a cut,
A place where no one would notice.
Just like no one noticed,
The mess in her closed mind closet.

Gut told her,
Do it if you want to.
You should be taken seriously,
If you can take everything seriously.

Peanut brain told her,
Life is precious, it's a gift.
Beaten up heart told her,
I always return the gifts I don't like.

Butt told her,
Get up and shut up.
Go get some air,
Repair your despair.

Her smoke-seller guy told her,
I feel happy whenever you visit,
Once-in-a-blue-moon.
For I had a friend like you,
Who jumped from her terrace.
I loved her, you remind me of her.
She loved me, but we couldn't be together.
I never married after that,
I just keep her in my heart.

She smirked, forgot about the cuts.
A person she knew only for 10 minutes,
A stranger,
Telling her what she needed to hear.
That someone in the universe,
Is happy to see you alive.
An energy,
Telling her what she needed to do.
That no one cares but remembers,
After you die.

Repair or not,
Accept the despair.
She might be here, feeling unfair.
With the gift of life, she doesn't like.

-uk