Naked
Stripped clean in this world
And set apart as I wander through this life
Alone but always under observation
I am unclothed and running free
Then I hear the voices of reason
With their points of pressure and judgment
I reach for something to cover me
No longer free
With flickering variations of contentment
The voices and pointing fingers have stopped
But I am forever naked in my mind
......lisa c graphic by Kah Wah Tan
