UGLY

The needle fucks my skin.

Pushing in,going in.

Impregnates me with sin,

mistaken bliss,yet again.


You can say I'm ugly,
worth a stain upon the floor.
That was once,living blood
spilled in quest for something more.


Metal pierces vein.

Private fame of mine is gained.

Yellow sun is one,

on the water's blue connection.


You can say I'm ugly,
worth a wound that never heals.
That was once caused by someone,
trying to prove that they were real.


The needle fills again.

Going in,further yet.

drowning me in this,

faulty bliss,for my pretend.


You can say I'm ugly.

You can call me ugly.

You can say I'm ugly.

Do you think that I am ugly?