Bare skin
Naked and cold
Vulnerable

Body covered
Clothed and warm
Strong

Our clothes are walls
They are the barriers that shield us from the outside world
As long as we have our clothes on, the world can't truly see us
They hide our imperfections
Our insecurities
Our weaknesses
But in all truth
Clothes are our weakness
It takes a great deal of strength to reveal ones self to any outsider
Away from the safety of our own mirrors
We subject ourselves to another person's critical eye
Their insensitive scrutiny
And under this inspection
We stand
We stand and take it
Strength in its rawest form
In nakedness

Once we shed our clothing, we let someone else inside the walls
We submit to
Love
Trust and
Pain