If the words you spoke appeared on your skin, would you still be beautiful?

Would you show off your new tattoos, or hide them like all your suicidal thoughts?

Would you try to change them for the better, or embrace them for what they are?

If the lies you uttered appeared on your skin, would you still be proud?

Would you continue to believe the falsehoods, or would you acknowledge the fact that you were wrong?

Would you start to see how you hurt those around you, or would you continue to turn a blind eye?

If all the insecurities you had appeared on your skin, would you still be upbeat?

Would you wake up every morning with a smile on your face, or would you shrink away from everyone's touch?

Would you still laugh at the same dumb jokes, or would you stay mum?

If the words you spoke appeared on your skin, would you think before you let one slip out?