Sent: 4/3/2005 1:39 AM
i am a leper.
my skin is scarred in droplets of red,
cracked cells.
they ooze and bleed.
people fear my touch,
and shun my smile.
i am ignored.
i feel i am a disease.
something to be feared and rejected.
and for that,
forgive me.
now they are healing and becoming different.
and you accept them and ignore them
and send me a grin of hi.
and i'm suddenly noticed
and wonder how those spots
lead me to believe
that i was alienated
by society
yet i was,
and for that,
forgive us all.
