Electric Skin

Electric Skin

They looked at all the colour

And thought that was the story

Like brightness means happiness

Like glowing means glory

Nobody asked the reason

For rivers down my face

Nobody saw exhaustion

Hidden in a painted place

I learned to wear the sparkle

Before I learned to speak

To hide the parts that trembled

To disguise what felt weak

Eyes full of galaxies

Lips dressed up in light

Pretending I was fearless

Pretending I was alright

Every mark had meaning

Every line had a name

Some came from being forgotten

Some came from carrying blame

People called me beautiful

Like that explained it all

Never seeing painted stars

Can still eventually fall

So I stood beneath the silence

With colour dripping slow

Wondering if anyone

Could see what I did not show

Not broken not empty

Not asking to be saved

Only wanting one person

To notice what remained

If I washed away the glitter

If I left my face undone

Would I still be worth seeing

When all the light was gone

Until then I stay glowing

Not for praise not for fame

Just trying to remember

I existed before the flame

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