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 (*##$
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