Please don't call me beautiful
When I am marked by beastly scars
When I have accepted the true aspect of what's real
Until you have seen the true magnitude of my chaos that expresses true horror

Please don't teach me that I'm worth it
When I have finally gave up on myself
When I know that I'm a mishap that doesn't fit
Until you have seen my perspective of this world-death

Please don't feed me lies that I'm kind-hearted
When I punish myself for being who I am
When I can't find a reason why I started
Because I'm am swiped as an awful scam

Please don't spit in my face that I'm authentic
When I know my smiles are fake
When my face is stained and I just say I'm sick
And I'm the only thing I hate

And please don't stuff that word acceptable into me
When I know I'm a misfit for being a non-conformist
And I know I can't run free
When I'm under society's rule of dictatorship

But if you see my scars
The emptiness of emotions in my eyes
Please know I'm voyaging in a war
And when I have lost, note my last *sigh