Mar 2018
And I paint on skin
So I don't have to cut
And I paint roses with leaves
So blood can look beautiful
And I paint thorns black
So they bite but don't hurt
And I paint on skin
So there's no pain inside
So I don't have to cut
And I paint roses with leaves
So blood can look beautiful
And I paint thorns black
So they bite but don't hurt
And I paint on skin
So there's no pain inside
I'm scared of pain but I want to let it out. And when music and words don't work, I paint myself.
