Leper Colony

Does my eye offend you? Should I roll it down the hill...

Should I wear an iron mask or warn you with a bell?

In quarantine, I stay unseen - I still know how to feel.

And though you never touch me, I am sure nothing ever touches you.

You've no need to defend your actions I can understand.

My mirror wept "surrender", so I threw in both my hands,

before I just conceded I can't figure in your plans.

Though I'll never touch you, you'll be sure nothing ever touches me.

I shrivel when the sun comes out, I cry beneath the moon.

You'll find me in a long lost alley, hiding in my "room".

But don't you dare come near me cos I don't know what I'll do...

If someone ever touched me, maybe I could just consider touching you...