Tattoos
Warning!
Mention of suicide and depression, a very serious chapter in coming
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It was May, and U.A. was hosting a Mental Health Awareness festival, where each student did something to help support those with mental health. Koy was nervous about this, having depression for a while, and had almost ended his life a few times, so this was an emotional time for him. "Hey, kid...are you up to doing this?" Aizawa asked, going up to his student with a worried expression.
Koy nodded, smiling sadly. "Yeah...it's just a lot to take in is all, but I want to do this. I want people to know they're not alone..." he said, giving his teacher a thumbs up. "Alright...you're on in about 10 minutes, Present Mic is helping you right?" Aizawa asked, wanting to make sure that Koy's section was going to be ready. "Yeah, he's setting up now...I'll go check in with him. Wish me luck, sir..." Koy told him, going and walking backstage.
The stage was for people to talk or show off something that had to do with mental health, everyone doing something that supported or just talked about how bad it can get for some people, but that there's always someone to help. Koy went and talked to Present Mic, still seeming nervous.
"Hey, little listener, no one's forcing you to do this, okay? If you're uncomfortable with it, that's totally fine! I know this is hard for you," Mic said with a comforting smile. "Thanks, Mic...but I do want to do this...I just hope it helps people know that no one suffers alone..." Koy said, rubbing his arm a bit, having on a black, long-sleeved t-shirt. Present Mic nodded, as they got ready.
Soon, it was their turn. Koy went to the microphone, letting out a sigh. "This song...is to help people out...I hope you like it..." He turned to Mic, who started to play the piano, and Koy started to sing.
Used to pull down my sleeves
Used to put makeup on
So everyone would think
I'm fine and nothing's wrong
I buried all the pain
Used to feel so ashamed
Of all the things I wrote
About myself with razor blades
But I kept holding on
Until the final page
Survive the story
'Cause the ending changes everything
As Koy sang, the crowd listened carefully to the words. Some people seemed sad, while others understood and related to the things he sang. As Koy got to the chorus, he took his shirt off, having a white tank top underneath, showing off his scarred arms.
And now I wear my scars just like tattoos
Because I'm so damn proud of what they put me through
I've learned without a doubt every mark that
Makes you feel worthless, can give you a purpose
And now I wear my scars just like tattoos
'Cause I'm a miracle, every cut is proof
Another chapter written in the story
What couldn't kill me made me something so brave
I wear them like tattoos
Some people in the crows covered their mouths, watching as he revealed his arms. Bakugou was standing there, instead of being angry as usual, he had a soft and sad expression, watching his best friend sing and let everything out.
I've held my story down
I've swallowed every scream
Thought if I wasn't fake
They'd think that I'm a freak
I buried all the pain
Used to feel so ashamed
Until I learned that you can't change the past
Just choose the frame
So I'll keep writing songs
Until they know my name
'Cause there's a kid out there that's hearing this
That's in that place
Some people started to tear up, some having sympathy for the hardship he went through, others were in that place, and this song was helping them see that they didn't have to be alone anymore...his song was getting through to people.
And now I wear my scars just like tattoos
Because I'm so damn proud of what they put me through
I've learned without a doubt every mark that
Makes you feel worthless, can give you a purpose
And now I wear my scars just like tattoos
'Cause I'm a miracle, every cut is proof
Another chapter written in the story
What couldn't kill me made me something so brave
I wear them like tattoos
Kay smiled, tearing up a bit as she watched her brother do something she knew it was difficult for him, helping him prepare for this day and supporting him every step of the way. Kirishima made a fist, smiling as he teared up. "You're doing great, man...keep it up..." he said quietly, watching his friend face his demons and spread the message to others.
No more dysmorphia, I will not grieve
The darkest days that made a masterpiece
I choose to celebrate what made me me
'Cause a heart of gold, no it don't come cheap
And this heart of gold's one the world will need
Aizawa watched from afar, having a small smile on his face. His eyes filled with tears, a tear rolling down his cheek. "That's my boy..." he said quietly, proud of Koy and how far he's made it.
And now I wear my scars just like tattoos
Because I'm so damn proud of what they put me through
I've learned without a doubt every mark that
Makes you feel worthless, can give you a purpose
And now I wear my scars just like tattoos
'Cause I'm a miracle, every cut is proof
Another chapter written in the story
What couldn't kill me made me something so brave
I wear them like tattoos
Soon, the song ends, and Koy looked at the crowd, tearing up a bit himself. "You are never alone...there's always someone who cares, and if you need therapy, or to call the suicide hotline...don't be afraid, no one will judge you for needing help. Never give up...let your scars be your tattoos of survival. No one is a victim of mental health...we're survivors and warriors who never gave up."
The crowd clapped and cheered as Koy got off the stage, soon bursting into tears. "Hey, what's wrong? You did amazing, and moved everyone..." Present Mic said, rubbing his shoulder. "I know...I'm crying happily...I could see so many people who took my message to heart...I'm just really happy..." Koy said with a smile.
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If you are ever in that dark place...if you think that self-harm or suicide might be the best option, it's not. I have had my times where I was in such a low place, and I may not have caused self-harm, but I know it's a serious thing, and that you should never be afraid to ask for help, no matter what, okay? And if you don't think there's anyone who can help...come to me. Talk to me, I'm not a therapist, but I'll do my best and try to comfort you and help you. You are not alone, and you'll never be alone.
I love you all, please never hurt yourself, and live life the way you want. Be the best you can be. And if you just need to listen to music you can relate to, I highly recommend Citizen Soldier, their music is about this kind of thing, and their songs help me when I'm in a dark place, and I know everyone is different...but you can always give it a try.
Love yourself, no matter what <3
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