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 more 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. and we are 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 in 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?
or do they have xray 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 bowwow 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.
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. (geeezus, metaphorically you pervs)
because i have nothing to hide...nothing to fear. and i am who i am..

heart on sleeve.
balls out.
no guts, no glory.
wounded
imperfect
opinionated
tender
loving
no frills
no ifs, ands, or buts
insecure in security
possibly nuts
and a little screwy
dysfunctionally functioning
open to interpretation
and spontaneously passionate
incorporated with bouts of
absolute
nonsense
but enjoying it nonetheless.


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...



I believe in looking too far into things. I believe in the endless possibilities of post-it notes. I believe in saying what you mean. I believe in meaning what you say. I believe that flaws add character. I believe in having an apple a day. I believe that I have a guardian angel. I believe that there is someone for everyone. I believe that everyone is beautiful. I believe in letting cereal get soggy. I believe in watching movies in sweat pants on a Saturday night. I believe in making new friends. I believe in the power of high heels. I believe in keeping promises. I believe in random bursts of unapologetic dancing. I believe in taking a moment to just listen. I believe that your age means absolutely nothing. I believe that there is a reason for all of this. I believe in being unforgettable. I believe in being.