I've Got You Under My Skin Version 2 Poem by Paula Glynn

You sit in my brain,
And it makes me go insane,
I cannot get rid of you,
No matter how hard I try,
No matter what I do.

You are like a relentless bug,
Crawling in and out,
My life now a mess,
And all because I did confess,

Such a crime,
Truly horrendous,
And for that I am doing time,
As you slide and crawl,
In my blank mind,

For I am lost, I am confused,
I do not know where I am going to,
And I do not know,
How to get rid of you,
A curse of the mind,
Like a bug under my skin.

And because of this pain,
You did win, my life a mess,
And to god I did confess,
And pray to be free,

But I feel so lonely,
While you creep under my skin,
Telling me I'm wrong to win,
But I belong to this world,
Not a world of stone,

Where you kill me,
And take the throne,
Your unrequited glory,
A vicious sting,
Like the myth of the scorpion,
Who did surely betray the frog,
An old and wise parable,

For you are a scorpion,
You are cold to the touch,
You are cruel and I hate you,
Your touch toxic,

And I do wish to be free,
Of these emotions,
That dominate my next step,
Karma teaching us both a lesson,
For in my confession,
I did renounce my sins,
Your toxic touch,
No longer under my skin,
My life in which now I win.