Your skin is covered with scars you wish you didn't make…
promises you throw into the lake.
And your brain is full of self-pity,
and your thoughts are getting gritty.
Why would you take a perfectly good body.
Just to throw it away on razor blades.
Your body is growing weaker with each etch into your skin.
But it can’t make you feel again.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
Your skin is covered with scars you wish you didn't make…
promises you throw into the lake.
And your brain is full of self-pity,
and your thoughts are getting gritty.
Why would you take a perfectly good body.
Just to throw it away on razor blades.
Your body is growing weaker with each etch into your skin.
But it can’t make you feel again.
