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A plastic smile on my face

And the lie I’m alright

Can no longer erase

That I’m too tired to fight.

Falling apart as I always do

When I get alone and cry in my room.

So many to run to,

To try to save me from my doom.

But why share my disease

With the one’s who I love

The pain never will cease

And the big man above,

Is calling me to come home

To the gates of pearl

But lonely I roam

A lost and broken little girl.

The razor calling my name

And the pills catching my eye

I could run from my shame

And give up on the lie.

But despite my best efforts

I can’t see the whole scripture

I can only read excerpts

And see half the picture

So alone I will hide

And will continue to resist

The whispering voice inside

That wishes to cease to exist.