your name is mark
that's probably what you left me
not physical ones that itch
but mental for the world to see

mark, mark, mark everywhere
and everywhere is gone
as though my body is levitating
and i am seen by none

you block my vision
you cover my ears
i drop down to my knees
i cry out my tears

marks are all on me
in my brain and on my body
marks are all that i ever see
all of them are gaudy

mark, mark, mark, mark
that's what they would say
if they saw how i looked underneath
they wouldn't care anyway

marks along my whole body
itching, scratching, biting my teeth
i hold on as no one listens
it's my only remedy