Naked
If one day I should sheath my Sword of Pride,
And drop my Armor of Pretence, leaving my skin unable to hide
If eyes bore down on me, but I continued just the same,
And unclasped my Cloak of Shame
If one day before you, naked I should stand
My essence laid bare, could you understand
Would you think me exhibishionist, turn away with rolled eyes
Would you think me unabashed, and for my immodesty, despised
If one day, you could see my every imperfection, my every scar
Could you accept its boroque beauty, or would you distance yourself far
In such savage honesty, would.....could the bonds we had hope to last
Or woud i be exiled from your heart, an eternal outcast?
