Peeled

You look around As eyes just like yours do the same All wondering the same thing Nothing matters anymore Your problems seem minuscule As you're whisked away in a ball A very, very frightened ball You don't know what's going on All you know are the shrieks And the pain you can almost taste Until you realize that's your own As you feel the blood Running down your throat and face Your neck snapped Your skin peeled like the skin of an orange The peel of a banana... ...I bet you never knew you'd make such a beautiful scarf (Written about the skinning of animals for their fur)