Tw: refrences to self harm /
Imperfection is only beauty when youre beautiful
Depression is only pretty when theres a pretty girl crying in her room
Not when theres blood dripping down my arms threatening to spill as I use distractions to clog my wounds
Diagnose me Diagnose me
I swear that its bad enough
But the scars on my legs aren't quite deep enough
External wounds to validate my internal tradgey
I cant paint or write pretty songs with all of this anger inside
So I scream until I shatter my fragile glass heart
Threaded together and once again pulled apart