The owner of the place doesn't want me here
but you're the one I've come to see
everything I am, perfume and sin, I've brought with me.
My salty tears, dead hair, and uninvited kiss taint your feet
but you don't wipe me away
and there's no disgust on your face.
I'm polluted, the Pharisee knows
and so does God.
It's my free admission.
"Your faith has saved you; go in peace." ~ Jesus