This skin hides a fear so unknown
This skin pierces with the thought of it
This skin is seen through deceived eyes
And this skin will never be touched
I am among the ones that we laugh at
Marked amongst this troubled minority
Despise the crevice which supports my ears
It has condemned me to more than I can stand
I exist through a compelling wave of lies
Spun daily from a splintered tongue
So deep seeded that the truth exists only in memory