"Dress me up beautifully
You still can't hide my rotting flesh
Cover my emotion with white powder
and red lips
My tears will still stain them
Put me in a castle full of flowers
The chains of sorrow still imprisoned me."
Even if I smile, wearing beautiful clothes, surrounded with people, it doesn't mean I'm not sad
It doesn't mean my life is not painful
I have been hurt, been lonely, and scarred
So don't just look at me from the outside
My heart is broken, empty
I'm slowly fading away
Give me life
The awkward poses and proportion of the drawing is intentional. It illustrates the imperfection feel of the piece.