Does My Appearance Disturb You? (Poem)

See my bloodshot eyes

Black-as-pitch

The veins glowing crimson

My face is covered in black blood

Don't mistake it for make-up

I don't wear make-up

My hair is not black

It's only bloodstained

Does my appearance disturb you

With my belt studded with skulls

My necklace with a scythe on it

My face with crimson warpaint

The pitch-black wristbands

Studded with platinum skulls

My face paler than an Albino

Blood-like paint on my face

Painted on like tears

My pitch-black leather jacket

And my pitch-black skin-tight jeans

My biker boots studded on the rims

With stainless steel skulls

And my black leather biker gloves

Now I try to speak so you know your fate

My voice so raspy and ancient sounding

You can't understand what I tell you

But I'm sure you can guess who I am