Stick to your own skin(rough draft)
 

He hated his skin like a resentful child hates an abusive parent
He often walked the villages envying the skins of others
He was jealous
He was bitter
He was trapped in this skin that abused his soul

Then one morning he awoke to a skinless body
He had shed
He felt so free
He walked onto the front steps of his cottage and shouted for joy
When he did so the skin of all human existence shed
Skin, flesh and confusion laced with distraught fear gripped the globe, affecting all but him.
He was ecstatic as he raced to try on skins
He picked the first he saw off the dirt ground and stepped inside
It didn’t fit
He spotted a second and did the same
It didn’t fit
He tried on many other skins
None fit
As many as he had tried on none would fit his frame
Face skin too long and narrow
A simple smile and it would break down the middle
Shoulder and arm skin too broad
It fit him like a coat.
Stomach skin so vast from obesity it touched the ground as he stood
Leg skin so potentially constraining the skin burst before he could put his whole limb of flesh in


Years and years he would spend trying on skins
He found several generic matches but there were still too many subtle difficulties
Toes, fingers, crotch, facial features, running
He could never find one that fit
Until he had circled the whole globe and was now looking at the back door of his cottage
He walked upon it and didn’t even recognize it
The door was open and welcoming, so he went in to see what he could find.
He took two steps in and noticed a door on the right
There was a bedroom
In the bed he saw skin, and he had a special feeling about it as he stared upon it
He put it on.
It was a perfect fit!
He had finally found that skin that fit like his very own did

Damn homey, this was incredible, and such a great piece, it made me smile, wow, you're so creative and original, this topic was dope, so he finally was comfortable in his own skin,,,,,,,,,thats so cool!! nice job

Thanks man I appreciate the feed.