The disgust, the dirt, the grime,
Of your hands on me,
The feeling of hatred,
But the yearn to be love to be noticed,
...
The beast lurks as I hide,
But theres no were to go,
It can sense im there,
It can feel my pain,
...
You may not know this smile is fake,
But I know,
You may not know I’m falling apart,
But I know,
...