I think it's ending;
Everyone is falling apart and wearing pretty dresses, to hide their lies.
My naked body is transparent to it all; I won't hide myself anymore.
And you along with the world will laugh as you pretend you're not hiding your own scars.
I understand, hide; it's painful to be truthful.
Because it's cheaper to be dead than to live with vulnerability.
I won't blame you;
You can poke at my body because it stops your hands from scratching at yours.
We're all crying humans in the end; I won't hold it against you.
It's terrifying to live somedays; I'm here.