My arm is an expression
Of my pain
All the threats I never carry out
All the tears waiting to fall down
The catharsis of my nightmares
A plethora of problematic hopes
A gallery of lost dreams
MY ARM IS AN ART MUSEUM
Of EVERYTHING
I'm too afraid to say
EVERYTHING I'm too afraid to do
Every memory that I have of me
FUTILELY loving you.
And just when I think I have enough
Exhibits,
I wake up with another tattoo
Of PAINFUL FUCKING PLEASURE
Quietly waiting to be hung up
On display....
And as the gallery fills up,
With no piece left unframed
I keep adding to the gallery
Knowing that I'm the one
Who's blamed....
