life

Being human sometimes can be inhumane

Beauty covered with darkness,

My worst transgressions are in vain

As i creep and shift into my new skin

I seek to be reborn in a world without sin

But perfection is sinful in and of itself

A world without juxtaposition

How could one ever live with oneself

I hope in the echoes of my cries you can hear

Me whisper your name

Innocent until proven guilty

Wearing my scars without shame