Fallen Frailty

How much of my skin can you see?  

I will pull the covers a little tighter  

I will build a little higher and a little thicker around my soul

My flesh is painted bright orange

It continually summons the unwanted eyes

Surrounded by battlements and towers

Everyone knows it’s just my flesh and blood in here

I cannot forgive my imperfections

I cannot agree with my inabilities

I am frail and it bothers me

How much of my skin can you see?

Is my nakedness unsightly?

Can you see I’ve been misused?

I am disadvantaged in my surroundings

And I can be taken advantage of

I will hold my weapons a little higher

A little tighter in my hand

If they come to me, I will cut them

If they bruise me, they also will bleed

How much of my skin can you see?

I can see yours too

You are naked under your defenses

And this knowledge will be my key

I cannot forgive your imperfections

I choose to agree with your inabilities

You are frail and it bothers you

If you bruise me, you also will bleed