Y:Scarred Wrists Smeared Masscara

I am my own worst enemy
I shut myself away from the world,
So people will never see
The mess that has become of me.
My mind is my worst bruise
My body is my worst scar
I shut myself away from the world
So they never see the
Scarred wrists and smeared mascara.
I walk secluded in the dark
My head bowed to the ground,
Because I don't want people to see
The mess
Mascara makes,
When it runs.