the cuts on my arms
no one asks
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
the bruises on my legs
no one askes
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
the red stains of fallen tears on my cheeks
no one asks
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
They want to see cat scratches
They want to believe I fell
They want my lies
They want to see a fake smile
They want to hear a fake truth
They want a fake girl
Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 7:35 PM UTC
the cuts on my arms
no one asks
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
the bruises on my legs
no one askes
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
the red stains of fallen tears on my cheeks
no one asks
because no one sees
because no one wants to see
They want to see cat scratches
They want to believe I fell
They want my lies
They want to see a fake smile
They want to hear a fake truth
They want a fake girl
