nakedMore Like This
When they look at me with such intensity,
Its like i'm stripped down to my soul.
And my hands are clutching myself..in vain
In desperate attempt, but spinning out of control.
And its like i'm all alone with no one by my side
Trying to cover myself with something..anything
I don't want to feel the cool air on my skin
I don't want to look like i've been crying.
But do you know how its like to be so naked
Its a sort of nudity that goes into the core
Penetrates into the core of your soul and conscience
Makes you reflect on the shame you've felt before.
I'm starting to imagine them pointing at me
Laughing at me and i wish i could be invisible
This hallucination's slowly killing me
The thought of survival is almost critical.
Naked and torn.