There's been tears in my eyes,
Building up as time goes by.
I can't think, I can't speak,
I'm just getting weak,
I can't stand on my feet,
I can barely even eat.
Borderline anorexic,
Always feeling quite pathetic,
A waste of space, Just another face,
An angel fallen from grace, and a little misplaced.

Old scars,
Scars of the wounds that use to be,
New scabs,
Scabs of drying blood from recent wounds,
Fresh wounds,
Wounds hidden from the rest of the world that bleed,
For only me to see