Laid flat against the skin
The metallic finish...
Shining brightly in the dim light
One
Two
Three
Push
Cutting deeply into flesh
Gliding down
Through years of damage
Stop
And myself
Torture
Inescapable torture
Again
One
Two
Three
Push
You aren't good enough
You aren't pretty enough
You are useless
You are worthless
Stop
That stare back
From the polished glass
They're full of hurt
Full of pain
I will never be
Good enough
Pretty enough
My self worth
As been lost in the scars
And pain