Involuntary vows of silence
Trapped in the ambiguity
They squeezed my hands thrice
As to imply it's alright
Crimson spit to act as lipstick to kiss the face I cannot bare to see
Dried tears salt my face
They've lingered there for days
In every f*cking way the mirror shows everything I hate
I guess you'll never see the person that you need
You have abandoned me and everything I'll ever be