Each wound a fault
An addition to my flaws
To my ugliness
In spite to myself the scarlet trickles
Stays forever, scars my body, scars my soul
What must I do to make it stop?
How far must I get to understand?
I'm so flawed.
I'm so ugly.
I'm so worthless.
So why are you still here?
I'm trapped in this cage you built around me These boundaries you set This illusion you portray All fake, all unreal Why must I live up to your expectations?
Must I live up to your expectations?
Now I set the rules, I call the shots, This world I mould around me For me Yet still these wounds, these scars, these faults Still show on my skin… in my mind, my memories My reminder of the truth.