Suggestions.

Watch the world as it unfurls.
It serenates the pretty girls,
With all its ugly lies.
It’s still perfect in my eyes.

And I am lost, like a sailor at sea.
I’m terrified of what I’m called to be.
I’m scared of what you have thought,
For it’s a personal battle that I have fought.

I don’t know what you can see in me,
For I’m but an angel of treachery.
I’m worried of life beyond these walls ,
That stop my blood like untrimmed gauze.