The feathers that I've
Adopted as my bones,
The shadow that's taken
My voice.

I'm fading
In colour.
Fading like a light show.
With everyone staring,
And pointing,
And laughing as I disappear.

Dressed up in a hundred layers,
My eyes cling to my form
Like your dress clings to your bones.
I just have to look at myself in the mirror.
No more. Please.
Fuck. No more.

Sometimes when I say "I'm fine,"
All I want is for someone
Look me in the eyes, and say,
"Tell me the truth."

Take my hands in yours
And say, "Stop."

Someone needs to get through all of my
No more.
Screw the no more.
Hold me tightly anyway.
Care no matter what.

Because I'm fading.

Fading.