I am a snake without its skin

Екатерина Передереева
I am a snake without its skin
but not fragile or soft in the heart.
My passing days made  me rude
when I don't want  , I'll never smile.

I used to have a hollow Soul,
my legs and arms were nailed down.
I lost much blood on battle fields.
it does not matter , it  is  all past.

I wish to see my hair grey
so hope I'll be wiser then.
I am quite awkward,mood is down.
But I am waiting wind of change.