Bare

Showing the world my face,

Not hiding a blotch,

A spot,

A blemish.

Back to normal after a week of crazy–starting over.

Just the zig zags of black,

The feathers around the orbs of my soul,

Protection against the pollutants in my world.

Maybe this way you’ll see me,

But that’s not true.

Skin, teeth, flaws, physicality,

But you overlook me.

The one you won’t comprehend.

See me bare,

See me naked.

I’ll show it to you, if you show me you.

Just bare.