The truth of the matter is..No one really knows us but ourselves. Our deepest, darkest, innermost dwellings. Our capabilities, our limitations, our intentions.
Even those we let inside only know what we allow them to see.
Afraid?
Possibly...of what the judging eyes would do when faced with the realities of who we truly are. Maybe even terrified of the possibilities of vulnerability.
Naked in a room full of prying eyes, tearing apart of flaws and those insulting insecurities.
When we are faced with people who can see through us, the facade that is the mirage we portray, the role we play, exposed as a farce led behind the smoke and mirrors contradictory compositions of what we say and what we do in our everyday tricks and games..we are stunned.shocked. Immobilized.Frozen in time, unbeknownst to us. Glued to the mere fact that we have become exposed...without an after thought or even a fore thought, nervous and anxious about what they see with no towel, shirt, bed sheet for miles...
What do they see...
What is the fascination? What is the intrigue? Do I have a booger on my nose? A mark on my face? Come ON...what is it?
We sit and we wonder...
What the hell happened? When did this happen? Am I transparent? Do they have X-ray vision? When did my bricks come tumbling down? Pilfering my inner sanctity..why the hell am I naked?
(not the good, let's get down, cue the porn music *Chicka bow-wow naked...but the naked in a room full of strangers gawking,pointing, and laughing naked)
Because..We all need to get naked once in awhile. It's good to feel the breeze, I suppose. The freedom to just be seen for what we are...
The good. The bad. The ugly. The everything in between.
So I stand here naked. (geezus, metaphorically you pervs!) Because I have nothing to hide...nothing to fear. I am who I am...heart on sleeve, balls out, no guts, no glory! Wounded , imperfect , opinionated , tender loving , no frills , no if and or buts, insecure in security , possibly nuts and a little screwy , dysfunctionally functioning , open to interpretation and spontaneously passionate.
I am never really surprised..nothing really phases me...
When I come across something or someone who does...I'll be sure to let you know.
Until then, when you see me...let me know...
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