I take a look in the mirror
You ask me what I see
But I don't want to tell you
I don't want to remember:
The horror
The ribs that tell stories of neglect
The scars on my arms that whisper sweet pains
The caves around my eyes that groan in my sleep
The stomach that arches in bare hunger
A killer
It's a wonder why I want to make myself shrink
Why do I hide, instead of run away?
Why can't I remember the first time?
The seconds go by
The days go by
The years go by
I want it to stop
I am still here
I am waiting