facing the piercing sun on my skin.
new day to hate the person staring back at me in the mirror.
another day to regret waking up.
salty tears crawl down my skin, burning my pores with scars of old memories.
hiding inside my own house of bones.
today is a present.
too bad I had receiving gifts
I get dressed
slowly putting on particles of clothing
painting on a fake smile with my eos chapstick
good morning sunshine, the earth says hello.