Do I look innocent?

Hair tied back, simple and straight

Smile pursed, small and sweet

Skin clear, powder free

Do I act innocent?

Waving at friends, smiling at strangers

Gentle voice, soft tones

Averting my eyes from yours, again

Do I seem innocent?

Bookshelf in alphabetical order

Glasses set high, eyes down low

Trained steadily on my toes

Then do I look innocent

If I tell you about the bruises

the scars, stitches, cuts

Hidden under these sleeves

Do I act innocent

If I smile, wave and ache

Beaten down by my own thoughts

You're fake fake fake

Do I seem innocent

If I laugh without humor

Mechanically passing days

Emotionlessly alone

Am I still innocent

If I tell you about

The words I scream at myself

The pain I cause myself

The cuts I make myself

Am I still innocent?