My heart beats fast

As I raise my file.

It's just a little skin.

It'll heal in a while.

A day or two of long sleeves,

Who's gonna know?

Hide behind my smile,

The marks will never show.

It doesn't leave a scar,

So don't worry 'bout your friends.

They'll think all is well,

Right up til the end.

They'll never be concerned

When your sleeves stay long longer.

Just tell them that you're cold,

They won't need to ponder.

When the patches become stripes

And the eyes grow dimmer

When your clothes get too big

'Cuz you're starting to get thinner..

Then one day, you're just gone.

'She's just sick', they'll think

As you lay there with a broken smile,

Red filling the sink.