Why is my skin
                         a    c    h    i    n    g
               for you
                            when
                                                everything about you
          should
                      r    e    p    u    l    s    e
       me?

It comes upon you slowly at first
You believe it can be handled,
Can be controlled.
But you are so terribly wrong.
You are so weak,
You have no power of its control on you.
No power when
It quickly eats away your soul.
And changes you.

kiss me now that I'm older