The Prince With Plaque Psoriosis

Please forgive me
  for my bloody shameless nature
  I am forsaken
  plus I'm optimistic
  That's why I smile while you recoil
  I acquired in my soul
  some golden strength
  that wasn't listed.
  I took the un-askable,
  according to you, asked it
  reached for it--grasped it.
  My network will soon
  reflect my networth
  It all started at a party down in Petworth
  They only saw a dance-floor,
  But I saw chances in a packed room,
  some opportunities
  are just adjusted particles of dust
  dancing in a vacuum
  / : /
  Forgive me for my sunny nature
  allowed myself to turn to mist
  while burning vapors
  Said I'd get out, said I'd cut back, said I'd taper.
  So calling so-called truths
  exactly what they're not
  Like taking pics and filtering
  fake alligator logos cropped
  haters will say it's photoshopped--
  and they'd be right
  / : /
  Grappling with emotions works
  wrestling while croaking verse
  I don't tap out
  or back down
  I find healthy ways to say
  these unhealthy things that come to mind
  because my heart is caked with grime
  Like if my soul had skin
  it'd be eroded from plaque psoriasis
  and now my soul I miss
  if only I approach with this
  confidence she notices
  to her castle, past the fence
  I'd save the damsel from distress
  I am a frog who needs a kiss
  so chivalrous, I'll act a Prince
  then maybe she will act convinced
  and then my life would make some sense
  and perhaps I'd think less dense
  I'd clear my mind's window of mist
  and receive with graciousness
  this new moment of relevance.