Slow and steady

Thin straight lines

One by one

Calm and purposeful

Slowly the blood wells up

Row upon row

Of easy precision

Quick and random

This way and that

Over and over

Scratches and deep wounds

Tangled mess of scars

Frustrated and upset

All this just to make it go

Nothing left untouched

Some ask

But most eyes glance right over

Cats and dogs they think

The answer satisfies

The fa├žade has no flaws

With the smile in place

And the explanations logical

They don't think to wonder