She plays her skin like a violin
Armed with a shinny metal bow
She moves back and forth, tone deaf as death
The music has no beauty to show
Passion is bled with no words said
For this song is just instrumental
And when the girl falls down without a sound
She can't make it to the recital
YOU ARE READING
i need to be skinnier
Poetry**TRIGGER WARNING** These are just a few quotes. I have anorexia. These quotes are mainly about anorexia and depression. I own none of theses quotes.
