i'm painting pictures on arms with water-colours
because it's the only way I know how to express myself,
sometimes I think my mind is beautiful,
but it's so diluted and the colour is barely showing anymore.

i don't feel beautiful anymore.
I sketch the perfect feature,
and use oil pastels to create this 'dashing' smile,
but by the end of the night, it's all faded.

i don't feel beautiful anymore,
i've been wandering around art museums
staring at such complicated pieces,
and wishing I could be beautiful and complicated too.