you avoid the piece of glass like a bullet
and glue your eyes to the floor
when you strip yourself of shield
when no one's home, you turn off the light when you shower
and try your best not to feel
bite down the blade, i know you crave
to paint that canvas red
but for now let the water swallow it down
keep your vision forward as the hot water stings
your skin cant hold much longer
dispose of the identity you hide in your face
it is not you that you hate
but the mask you were given
and the exoskeleton
you'll just shed one day
wake up, face the beast in the mirror
wipe your selfish tears
pour on your paint and a tainted smile
when they tell you you're beautiful, don't even blink
