A bite from a forbidden fruit...

I'm just me man..

He who whispers sweet nothing's in your girls ear and gets away with it.
He who has a story so twisted even villains never want to hear it before bed time
I see the world in colours way beyond the visual frequency of the human eye.
I can be poison..
A tumor that grows in your mind

attaches itself to your thinking and carves your persona from all the pain and hurt you've ever experienced, to
Make the most perfect you, you can imagine.
I am the undertaker..
He who prepares you for a new life..
Washes and cleanses you of all impurity
Soaks your soul in a fountain of hope and unwraps you of all your despair..
Turns you to diamonds for people to see...
And allows you to be the best of you you can be.

I am him.
The repetition of a mistake you have long failed to correct
The perfect example of a hit and run prospect
Plausible potential yet untamed
A man for your taking yet unclaimed.. 

I am Scar.