I never truly notice how cold I am
Until I'm embraced by warmth
Only when the fire dances beside me
Do I realise how much my fingers feel like a corpse'
How numb my blue lips are
Until I stare at the color red
Or when I smile for too long
I realise how stiff it feels
When I see someone hurting, with a knife in their heart,
I don't even blink
Was I simply not made to be warm?
Is my only purpose to wallow in self pity?
Withholding all my empathy
Truly what a cold girl I am