giant hands

fragile

The giant's eye deep inside where the li'l things are spied

Noticed and untouched

For my gorilla lust is safe, protected, but can not trust

In cloud dreams maybe it could be

But this is reality and love cant exist for a beast like me  

Disaster and despair are the only things not left in need of repair

I move on, beating my tough skin from outside and within

Toughening it so it wont happen again

A tool I am in a world with no need 

A lonely cursed life ahead of me

Author's Note

thick skin remember but i havnt got any feedback on anything ive done does anyone like anything?