Patterns

The patterns on my hands
match that of my dress. They're
almost the same color, too. I
suppose I shouldn't complain much
since they still house my rings
and continue to work most days.
The hospital bracelet isn't all
what I'm used to. My jewelry
shined brighter than my eyes
when I was younger. That seems
like a lifetime ago. My clothes
were nicer then too. And my skin,
I could go on forever...

...and who are you again?