Are we naked under our clothes?
Or are we naked under our skins?
We're naked from top to toes
When we let out our virtues and sins.
Is it a good or a bad thing?
Do we need these defensive walls?
I see now what it can bring.
I understand now what then falls.
You gain some freedom, but again -
Is this what freedom truly is?
Being this free is far in vain,
When the response is empty bliss.
You feel ashamed, you feel abused.
You gave yourself away to the world,
Yet ended up feeling nothing, but used.
You screamed, yet never were heard.
The cure for naked souls is prose
By those like you - alone with tears.
Are we covered by our clothes?
Or are we covered by our fears?
Prose and tears
© Copyright: Анастасия Черр, 2016
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