you ask me if I am fine
and i tell you i am
but my words
have always been a scam

for everyday is a game
a game you make me play
i smile and act like im fine
although its all a lie

you beat me
wear the bruises wont show
long sleeve shirts and jeans
is how i am cursed

will i ever be able to wear a skirt
or have friends
only god knows

im cursed in a hell
where i always wear a mask
but who will ever know
since its permanent