scarred

I have marks on my arms and legs. it wasn't my cat. it wasn't my dog. it wasn't from me falling. it wasn't from a thorn bush I found at school. it wasn't from a wild animal I found in a bush. it was me. I did it. with an eyebrow razor I found my sister's drawer. one inch, 2 inches, 3 inches, 4 inches, next thing I know.. I can feel my bones.