time to awake
and scowl at the mirror
sleep deprived
smeared eyeshadow
painting my skin like the black parade
it is true that i lack
all motivation
to paint over all these scribbled lines
to plaster on a smile
and before i step into the water
i do not dare to take a look
for my mind is a monster
i only see filth
i only see a thousand imperfections
i wish to clip off like loose strings
i cannot lie
i crave the sting
to mutilate what's mine
what i never desired to be
