Watch as my pale skin wrinkles with age
and the flakes upon my scalp
accumulate.

Watch as hair follicles replace
the absence of nutrition
in the keratin layers
above my brain.

I don't find it necessary to explain
that my cranium has softened over time with the sadness you bring to my mind.

and I suppose if you tried to find
something beautiful inside my eyes,
my irises would have to shine with lies.