I have always been a good girl
But I would strip for you
If only that would let you understand
Why I do the things that I do.
You might see my body
Judge it fair or undeservedly.
But would that let you get
Even 1% of what makes me, ME?
Were I to unclothe my desires
And lay them bare and trembling,
You would quickly douse my fires
Saying it would bring down the building.
But if I gave but a tantalising glance
Of the hundreds of thousands of milling thoughts
Nothing could save you…Oh! Not a chance!
You’d be too busy trying to connect all the dots.
So I hide myself behind emotions you can name
And garb my insanity to fit your “sane”.
On the surface, I remain just the same.
But I know I’ll never let you see me again.