Makeup and Sweatbands Don't Cover Enough

Love is not like anything
especially a fucking knife.
-I’m a Fake by The Used

Small snags and snarls along
the way pushing me further
further further away
from my friends family and God

Small snags and snarls like
mosquitoes buzzing around
my head, that I use a lighter
and a can of aerosol to kill

Small snags and snarls on
my arm that if you paid attention
you’d realize they were
knife marks.

You’re too busy watching
the way I move and do my hair
while the small snags and snarls
scream, Look at me, look at me now.
I’m a fake. I’m a fake. I’m a fake. I’m a fake.