You are like a broken toy...
Chewed, bitten
Been through so many fires,
you look like you were born with black spots.
You are blind to what you choose not to see,
you have only one perspective.
Your head is too big for your body,
swollen by so much pride.
Broken and alone,
I wanted to love you,
but you bit me and pushed me away because you were jealous of my beauty,
unaware I wanted to share.
You only wanted someone as disfigured as yourself,
To make yourself feel better about the sorry sight you are.
If only you would let me in,
I could show you how to reform yourself inside and out
and to be happy with who you are.
I know you hate this
thing that has changed me,
but I know you also hate yourself.
I'm sorry for you and
I wish you would try,
I know you want to be beautiful as well.
I don't want to change what toy you are,
or lose your unique perspective,
I don't want you to forget the battles you've been through
that made you this strong and endurable.
Who you are is beautiful,
but what you choose to do is disgusting.
If you want to be as happy and satisfied,
I am more than willing to share,
but you choose to be ignorant,
for whatever reason,
remain unaware.

Sly
Trustless
Envious
Vacillating
Eccentric
Nomad.