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This isn't the face I use to wear It's got scars all over and it's starting to tear But it's all naked to the human eye Invisible from truths, because I'm judged from my lies And I know, my broken hands will heal One day, everything will eventually feel Like a day dream, just stuck in a haze Maybe, just maybe, I'm stuck in this phase Dear God, forgive me, for all my thoughts Dear God, forgive me, for all the battles I fought I lost in the end, but a couple fights don't hurt 'Cause once I'm buried, my lungs will fill up with dirt 'Cause once I'm buried, the blood will dry from my shirt Never once did you see me, to see if I was okay Never once did you see me, to see if I would live another day Never once did you see me, to see if I had already decayed Never once did you see me, to see if I had already begun to fade I'm tired of these lessons, I just wanted your love Tell me get out, tell me what I'm made of Recently I've lost all my sense to control My body aches for the heat, but all I feel is cold Dear God, forgive me, I can't take it any longer Dear God, forgive me, I can't grow any stronger I'm weak at the bones, paralyzed at the heart 'Cause once I'm alive, my emotions will tear apart 'Cause once I'm alive, bless me with a new mark Never once did you see me, but I was okay Never once did you see me, but I'll live another day Never once did you see me, but I haven't decayed Never once did you see me, but I haven't begun to fade
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Mariah Thiri

Ithaca College 2017 Film, Photography & Visual Arts African Student Association Official Photographer Air Force Military Child [Portugal, Japan, Italy, Germany]

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