Dirty

as I prowl through dust and crushed stones

dirty

mock and jeer, as i stare

my bare feet turn shades into black

dirty


wannabe prowling

wannabe drifting

wannabe guilting the others for my crimes

wannabe killing

wannabe burning

wannabe cutting this grey skin weakened by times


one cut for every time I've lied

one cut for every thing I hide


every scar is a lie...

the broken symbol of things long gone


for who are you to judge me?

dirty as you say, while dirty are your insides


wannabe sticking

wannabe rucking

wannabe soiling this sky and make stars collide

wannabe screaming

wannabe singing

wannabe writing hate words for bright sides


one word for always being a bitch

and one for every suicide threat


every word is a lie...

my unexpected letters are getting worse


one more to feed this addiction 

because I can't beat this self-affliction

one more for every time I've said I would quit

and one for every time I believed it

one more for every time I've said "stop"

but the habit wasn't dropped