I feel naked on a stage, vulnerable to your stares
as I expose my self to you, showing my inner self
as my heart and soul are on display trying to be the real me,
without the games people play,
and the pretense that I will stay.
As I strip away the layers of myself,
I feel your eyes roaming here and there
like a kaleidoscope shifting to each color that I am.
As you begin to look you will see
the blue colors in my life were pain had resided,
the greens that gave me the peace
such as a rainbow after a pouring of rain,
the reds that was the fire that burned within,
or the blacks that occurred when I felt I was in a dug hole
and did not want to ever come out again.
You see the labyrinth from paths difficult to follow,
as you look closely my eyes will reveal the secret screams
causing me to holler as my pride became a double dose of my own
shame I had to swallow.
As I stand here naked and proud,
I am glad I exposed all of me,
because your face tells me, that now the look of blame
that was previously on your face,
has now taken its own shame!
There surely aren't any skeletons in my closet
and I am free to be me, with the peace of knowing
I have not participated in the silly games people play.
The question is now what role will you play?