exposed

Vanity stripped
my depth finally revealed
and all I’ve become
is my skeletons…
but
no more hiding
no more closets
no more caves
no more cases
no more cages
no more spying
no more eyeing
no more eyes
no more crying
no more nostrils
can’t be nosy
no more lying
no more ears
no more noises
no more mouth
no more voices
no more mind
no one minds
no more choices
paranoia comes and goes
but that’s just ghosts
you have no choice
we all have woes
just skeletons wearing clothes