Titanium

(GUESS THE MYSTERY PERSON)

Sticks and stones may break my bones.

Sticks and stones may break my bones.

But words will never hurt me.

That's what they said.

I am the child of a King and Queen.

My only job is to be seen.

Seen as beautiful. Seen as a prize.

My only job is to feast your eyes.

But everywhere I seem to turn

Someone is there. Something will burn.

There is no fire. There are no flames.

All the burning is in my brain.

They don't say it to my face out of fear

But don't you think that I can't hear

I am stupid. I am insecure.

If I don't date a Royal, my heart can't be pure.

I know that's what everyone is thinking…

But can't you see? My ship…it's sinking.

Sinking

Sinking

SINKING

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But they don't. No matter how hard they're thrown.

But words will never hurt me.

At least, that's what you see.

Every blow that comes from your tongue

It really hurt. It really stung.

But I'll be brave and I'll stand tall

I am titanium. I can't fall.

You can't hurt me. You CAN'T hurt me.

Then why am I internally bleeding?

Bleeding

Bleeding

BLEEDING

I know it hurts. I can feel the pain.

I can feel the insults wax and wane.

They are weaving something - weaving a quilt.

The words keep coming. But you feel no guilt.

The blanket drapes over me, wrapping me tight

It suffocates me. But I think…it's alright.

Why?

Because.

I am stupid. I am insecure.

If I don't follow the rules my heart can't be pure.

Maybe…maybe suffocating is the cure.

Then why does it hurt?

Why does the medicine hurt?

It's supposed to heal me, but I feel worse.

I don't deserve to be royal, I know.

I've learnt it from all your painful blows.

I'll try to make myself act more like royalty.

Will that help you finally accept me?

Sticks and stones may break my bones

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But words of your disowning…

Help me, please…I'm drowning

Drowning

Drowning

DROWNING

I remember you asked about my scars

They're still there. Red, jagged bars.

Did you know that you put them there?

I would tell you, but…

You don't care.

Maybe it was me who picked up the knife

Maybe I wanted to end my life

Pulling the rope until my face turned blue

I may have done it…but the reason was YOU.

Why?

Because

I am stupid. I am insecure.

If I don't agree with Grimm then my heart isn't pure.

But I am titanium. I will stand tall.

I have eternal bleeding.

But I will not fall.

Is this what it's like to live?

Is it?

Answer me.

Because I am going to say that

It hurts

It destroys

I am

Sinking

Bleeding

Drowning

Where is my hero?

Where is my saviour?

Or am I just…

unworthy of saving?

Saving from you.

Saving from myself.

When you see me standing there

Looking like I don't really care

Because I am standing strong

Well, in actual fact, you're wrong

I may be titanium, I may be tall.

But let me tell you something:

I have already fallen.