It's nice you know

 I pick it up 

It's a nice colour you know 

Not that anyone ever cares about that

They all like I'm an idiot 

Like I don't know what I'm doing 

Why I'm doing 

I do 

I do it to live

To feel alive

To remind me that I'm still here

As hard as it seems 

I have to be 


Why they ask 

I say it's fun 

It feels nice 

It does 

As I gently push 

It leaves a mark 

Some darker than others

Like  a temporary tattoo 

That no person apart form me has control over 

I can't stop 

It's addictive 




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