Recreational Clothes

Some days I feel like peeling off my skin,
Great Goddess knows it's served me less than well,
And let the world for once peer right within,
That all may see my inner flesh was fell.

This traitorous veneer is an illusion,
For years it's kept me seeking a solution
But I am truly flawed. Fine then, so be it.
Alas, poor crippled soul. No one can see it.