Eyes So Red

I never thought of myself as evil or malice. I never got in the way and tried to be polite. Yet why did everyone pick on me. I lived my life quietly and went out of the way but they ruined it in minutes. They did not learn about me, they just saw my weaknesses. They fought and fought until they knew they could win. Every time I went against them the more they got stronger. The more I became weaker and they got what they wanted. I am not the same anymore. Every time I look in the mirror I cry. I cry at the horrible mess I've become. I cry at the disgusting person I am. I cut myself as punishment and torture myself until I learn. I sometimes tip the edge and try to commit suicide until my eyes turn red. But it could have been sorted with just one thing. All you had to do was learn. Learn who I was and what I am. But
now it's too late.