In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “New Skin.”
If there was one thing I could take
From the attributes of a snake
I’d like to learn to shed my skin
Periodically, with a mischievous grin
Turn over a new leaf and appear
More charming, confident, without any fear
Hide for a while my gaping flaws
With the new skin providing camouflage
There are scars within that throb with pain
Visible, they mock me in disdain
If made invisible, I can maybe
Forget the pain they arouse in me
A new skin, like a new, improved facade
Projecting a vibrant personality, a warm heart
A metamorphosis of the best kind
A change of perception, a cleansing of mind!
Passion...unbridled 