Modern day mary

I am not alone
upon the faces that have been shown
a deepist secret , their hidden flaws
that eats them up as they recall

why do they shrine upon my figure
for i have secrets of my own

i am a human i have intentions
too
day by day i play the play that runs on and on
i am pure and no sins may over come?
sure as you wish
but indeed it does.
i wear it like a cloke of evil over my head
and it is bound to suffocate me sooner or later