My Reason to Scream

If you like my eyes, picture them wet with tears,
and you’re why the tears are streaming;

if you like what I say, imagine what I’ll scream
if you’re my reason for screaming;

if you like my skin, it'll look better bruised
if your fists are doing the bruising:

I put up a fight because I like to lose,
because life is a fight that I'm losing.