This morning Franenstein looked into his mirror.
His heart beat gentle and kind
Yet his view scares the masses.
What's the matter? Why the tears and years of Regret?
Could a plastic surgeon rebuild his confidence?
Was it worth falling for the beauty if she was alike the others?
She'd never see your big heart.Just the shell.
A candy looks beautiful from the outside.
Yet the taste only lasts a second.
Will you grab your pitch forks and torches and run after me?
How would it hurt you to get to know the real me?
Or shall a bag of diamonds be in gain in order  in befriending me?
This "monster" has a gentle touch
However, tears drop on the mirror
as I gaze at the image that has prevented me from experiencing the warmth of people remaining beside me.