I am Melancholy Madness, bruised upon the shadows of your fist.
Hold me down and punish me for all these made up trespasses I've committed.
Tell me not to be so weak as I cry myself to sleep.

I am Shattered double paned glass pulled one by one out of my back.
Shove me through closed doors, windows.
Tell me I deserve each minute of each impact.

I am Demolished Self Esteem, you taught me well.
Crush me under your tongue, with each syllable of your breath.
Tell me I'm ugly, who could love me, not you.

I am Your Daughter, Your Sister, discarded to the floor by your arms.
Break me beyond repair, use me as your catharsis while I bleed.
Tell me I'm done, I can close my eyes now, tell me I'm done.