as i strive to get used to the skin i am in

i wonder why it is still so thin

a furtive glance even the slightest slight

will make me toss and turn all night

at my age you think i would be used

to being hurt or perceived misused

instead of getting acclimated

i just feel so alienated

sometimes at the verge of tears

keeping heartbreak in arrears

cannot let my own humanity

end up detrimental to my sanity