...take it all off. All of it.
I am so uncomfortable with it.
My skin crawls when I make a mistake,
And always unsure if I look okay.
Unattractive.
Unworthy.
Unwilling.
I crawl through the thoughts of the wretched,
Making my way through the craziness of the world,
Peeking my head through the silver lining of the best.
I wanna rip it off,
All of it, don't you see
I just don't wanna be.
Friday, October 2, 2009
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ReplyDeleteMakes me picture actually peeling off your skin and tossing it over your shoulder.
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