Just Me

Nobody sees what I can see
For the back of my eyes is only me.

Nobody knows how I feel
It's only me inside of my skin.

Is it strange how everyone owns just enough skin
To cover their bones.

My fathers would be to big to fit
I'd be all wrinkled inside of it.

My brothers is much to small
It just wouldn't cover me up at all.

But I feel just right in the skin I wear
And there is none like me anywhere.