My fingerprint; My Identity
To lay aside my finger's print
Is to lay aside my life
It's to lay aside my identity
That I've adopted through strife
And at the end of the day
What do I see?
I see a broken Watch
Never knowing the right time
I see a neck
That bows a head when others pass by
I see lost things and love
I see scars and kisses
I see wires exposed
I see selfless wishes
This poem is about:
Me