My smile that's fading. This life I abhor.

I'm afraid to say, I've lost it once more

My pain and flaws, I wear the best

A castaway behind a dress.

The image I see in front of that mirror

 "Poor little girl, she'll never think clear"

blades and blood stains she claims to fix that sad soul

all she did was open her heart the same way she did to her veins

Something that I've been working on. Can't seem to finish it but hey, I like it so far :) What do you guys think?