I stand alone
Existing as if I had purpose
Thinking
Unneeded, unwanted, used
But who am I to say I have it rough
I simply am too greedy to long for happiness

morbid and unwanted
thoughts invade my mind,
i am captured into the hands
of evil power, a power that is
stronger than mine, and it's
overpowering me, so much
that i can't breathe and my
last breath is stolen by the
demon that has been above
me all this time, the demon
that didn't leave my side,
even just for a minute.

This was the only face I was given
Are the edges frayed, are the bones brittle?
I cannot bring my eyes to your image
I am tongueless, dead

These are the hooks in my eyes
These are the anchors left when oceans dried
This is my blood, this is my flesh
I wasn’t molded to love, I was molded to live

Am I worthy?
Am I worthy?

Can I catch your attention?
If I crave just as selfishly
As the media art
Of ******* perfection?

Am I ugly?
Am I pretty?
Or am I faceless when you see me?
Am I faceless?
Am I faceless?
AM I FACELESS?