You want the truth?
I will confess until every sleeve is stained
Every bandage crimson.
And you shall never hear my silent screams
My actions that speak louder than anything I could ever tell you
And my silence you will never understand.

You want the truth?
I will repent a thousand times
Punish myself in red stripes.
Slash my penance into my body
Mark myself with my sins;
And yours.
And my silence, you will never understand.

You want the truth?
Are you ordained, to witness my confession?
Written in blood and penned on the parchment skin of my body.
This sick remnant of a girl who no longer is
But was?
My actions scream at you
And my silence, you will never understand.