Write one leaf about being naked.
I can’t really say
I’m comfortable showing
myself to people.
For some reason I’m worried
that I’ll end up getting hurt.
I can’t really say
I’m comfortable showing
myself to people.
For some reason I’m worried
that I’ll end up getting hurt.
I’m dancing around
to avoid decisions that
I’m scared to confront.
So much could go wrong it’s hard
believing it might work out.
A first step, taken with fear and trepidation, towards the unknown.