faked faces

cant you see you cut me. can you see the blood running down my body? mangled bitches in your hopeless lives you steel.  
cant you feel.  
bite me!  
see me I'm free.  
written with fear,this pen writes with bloody tears.  
darkened marks from the chalk of my crossed heart.  
faces of wax, were all wearing mask's  
life is just a fake carousel.  
can we live. without living.  
fearing without hearing.  
life is just weary of things so scary.  
I fear we are all turning into ghost's.  
ill host the most of this life.  
but in the end were all ghost's.