Lips Marred

I bite my lip
I bite it hard
Just to feel the blood drip
Just to have something marred

I don't smile, so you cannot see
I hide my marks that are so sad
I pretend to be happy, I pretend to be me
To be the things I never had

I paint tears on my face
Just to make a statement to my depression
But my head is filled with mace
And then my face is turned into a tortured expression

I bite my lip till blood appears
I worry, I don't understand, I scream
I stop biting, no one can see the tears
I hide my scars where they cannot be seen

Marred, I am marred
Biting my lip
To fall into the habit wasn't hard
Down my chin the blood has dripped

The scars on the inside
Marred little soul, marred skin
Marred little suicide
Alone for this sin

Pretending to be someone
Still pretending, still biting
The patience I have for myself is none
Alone I am sitting

Marred, marred, marred, are my lips
The blood, the blood, the blood drips
Broken, broken, broken and marred
Biting, biting, biting so hard

I bite my lip
I bite it hard
Just to feel the blood drip
Just to have something marred