I have no name. I only have a purpose.
a purpose to let people know how much I hurt, how much I have to play like I'm happy.
how much I'm different from everybody else. sometimes in a good way and sometimes in a bad way.
the roses.
The Roses are put around me are the love I have for people but they always end up withering away, hints the rose petals.
the skulls.
The skulls the people who have died, that I've Loved for so long.
the scratches.
The scratches how much BS I had to put through just to be happy.
the bite marks.
The bite marks of how many people that I thought that loved me, only wanted to suck me dry.
my dripping blood.
My dripping blood the hard work that I had to do just to make somebody else happy.
the bandages.
The bandages how much Secrets I had to hide, just to seem normal.
my two different eyes.
My two different eyes how I can see normal on the outside, but on the inside I'm hurting and I'm completely different.
my smile.
My smile I will eventually be happy, but I will not be normal
I have no name just a purpose, a purpose to let other people know that the normal sweet girl you see isn't just sweets and nice. I have demons and yes I'm fighting them off but doesn't mean you can push me over. just cuz I have my scratches, my bandages, my dripping blood, my two different colored eyes, my roses and, my skulls all of these things make me. I don't want your pity and I don't want you to feel bad for me. I just want you to understand that I will not be pushed over, I will not be put aside, I'm not a play thing that everybody can just use and throw away.
I have no name, but at least you understand how I feel.
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The picture will help you understand
Levy-chan
YOU ARE READING
the scars under my bandages. (Oc back story)
Fanfictiona story behind the art why I created it what it means to me how it is me
