Look at me

I do not wish to be a pawn in this lifetime--to be moved around for the sake of the game,
Like a centerpiece that is overlooked, I am only for show.
Not the pretty one, not the ugly one--I just cease to be.
I ask only that you permit me to live as I wish, and perhaps be respected and not judged.
I am not perfect. I am only a human--mortal beings who whether it be by choice or faith, shall perish in the end.