I want to
Do shots of Jack
And
Wander around a city
Drunk and lost
And
Cry on the sidewalk
About lost love and new love and
Just love in  general
And
Hurt myself
(Accidentally)
So I can't feel the
Shame until later
And
Get lost in my
Cloud of cigarette smoke
And
Let myself be sexually abused
And
Feel so ashamed
That I walk around
Hollow
And
Have scars on my cheeks
From my burning
Rivers of mascara
And
Sit in an ally
And
Try to rub off my tattoos
And
Cry myself to sleep
If I ever find
My way back home.