Never Good Enough

Killing me like malaria
Cutting deeper and deeper with the blade
There is no part of me on my arms and wrists that are blank
It's like hammering a nail into my arm isn't enough pain
Like mass destruction is the end of the world
The end of my world
Do you just plan to kill me and revive me when needed?
I'm just another doll with the head twisted off
Because for no and every reason your breath has killed me
I cry because I know what you speak is true?
But is it true enough?
Or is the look you're giving back to me just covered in lies?
I'd rather have my body deteriorate then to look back
That look you can just practice in the reflection of my eyes
I'll never be good enough for you.