I'm just so sad
and full of disappointment

and i don't have the pretty words
or the colourful pain

to paint you a picture
vivid enough to show you

how little i feel
I've been skinned raw enough times

and now i just want a safe place
or to fall into someone's arms

im vulnerable and open
but no one wants that

I'm failing at what I'm good at
because I'm too honest

sorry i don't have beautiful tears
my wounds don't bleed red like a sunset

my skin is not cut like scalpels into clay
my eyes don't hold any secrets

my words won't move you
further than simple acknowledgement

i don't have what it takes
to be gorgeous while I hurt

my sadness isn't pretty
i mostly feel like ****