drawing lines on my arms
these won't leave scars

autumn
it's time to hide under long sleeves

I use a permanent red marker
hoping no one takes a peek

I soak up the ink
waiting for my skin to dry

I know how to hide
I let them underestimate me

I let them control me
so I can learn the way

sometimes I have more power
than them
doing what they say

don't underestimate my lies
the bigger the line
I feel fine