Fragile lies that eyes despise,
Everyone ignore my cries,
Self adorning greed encompassed,
So I place my hands in pits of fire,
the blisters distract/ Try not to react,
Disfigurement?
Call me selfish/ this I relish,
I bask in your pity,
Every comment on my stupidity

Angry?
No, not me,
Do you see
I'm happy...The sears forgotten...
Ah!...the lies.
My eyes Disguise

Hindsight sheds new light,
Can't I be a nymph
Happy like a sprite
This is not right I see the scars,
But they are long gone

Figure that
A new day I awake in the ashes
The fresh morning dew awakes me like a pheonix
Reinvented

Yet still find myself incarcerated,
by fragile lies I hide deep inside,
And the wounds they opend trying to permit their escape.
 
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