When you look at me
whether with scorn
or admiration
or vengeance
just remember that I am human too.

I may seem like
a great caring person
I may seem trustful and right
full of hope and as close to perfect
as someone could seem to be
but in reality
there is not much of a difference
between you and me

There will always be something
to hide and to hide from
mistakes are humans and humans bring
fear and make humans fearsome
those eyes and that smile
would never seem to be tear-some
but every second in a while
life is tainted and gruesome

each moment of agony and pain
will never cease to slip away
but the soul will forever be stained
broken and tattered hidden it lays
underneath weary eyelids and dusty fingernails
soft area behind pink velvet ears
along the nape of the neck it'll crawl slip and trail
along the pathway of smiling masks and tears.