Etch my pain and sketch my change
In ink as black as death
Trace my skin with scars and stains
Until there\'s no skin left
Take this canvas cloaked in beige
And ruin its pure state
Paint on my grace; draw on my rage
And never erase my fate
Fill my blank pages with riveting stories
Of trials and tears and time
Cover me in chaos and bathe away my boring
And stab me with handsome fine lines
Make my body more than flesh
I\'ve been waiting since the start
Let me wear something more than dress
Make me a moving piece of art