Naked

It seems so hard
To find a decent place outside
With no need to hide
You can speak your mind
You can be honest
And you don’t have to pretend
You could brave the day
And wear a naked face
But why do you loathe all your friends?
Making cracks at their expense
If you chose a reason
Why it would probably make you cry
While you fight
With the still small voice inside.
You can read me like a book,
I guess there’s nothing to hide.
There’s nothing to hide.