• How can you mask such gross deformity
    Too bold to be disguised in darkened space
    Just crude attempts to hide what all can see
    Cannot erase the hell that is my face

    Scars lying open to cruel searching eyes
    Resembling a map from present to past...
    No future, just watching time as it flies,
    The curse on me has already been cast

    Do they see themselves looking at my skin
    Like I am their soul, just turned inside out
    Like I'm the one who's committed the sin
    But what's an outcast; in that there's no doubt

    But trhough this pain and never ending strife
    I'll take these scars and burns to make my life