Gift wrapped...

Today I got a new bag but yesterday was when I bought it
I pierced my body on the corner of duke Wellington street
I've never seen a tag or zip quite like it but now I'm in it
I'm coming up to you my Lord, don't judge just unwrap the package

My youth was running away from me, my skin was telling me...
I seen too many ghosts in the syringes
I felt my life was coming off the hinges
I witnessed too many judging faces
So please Lord, I'm coming up, don't judge me just unwrap the package

The scars on my body are from the demons you still let walk around
If given the chance I could've been stronger but I'm no longer earth bound
Sorry if I haven't got bows and a name tag, it's just this was a deadly surprise
You can even see the haunting shock within my empty eyes

So while you unwrap me Lord please don't judge, for I was once a blossomed child
So today was a strange day...
I wasn't rich but found myself with a new bag
I'm coming up gift wrapped, I'm fragile but in beautiful style
A naked vessel for you to treasure, but all in black and zip tied!

For you Lord, I'm gift wrapped...