My facade has been torn down. I try to hide my nakedness that now all of the world can see. Some look on with pity. Others stare at me with judgement and disdain. The underhanded see an opportunity of which to take advantage.
No longer am I able to hide behind the walls that I had fabricated. No longer am I kept warm from the cold harsh reality of life. No longer am I the writer, producer, and player of this one man show.
I am exposed. My flaws, my shortcomings, and failures are on display.
Submitted by a fully dressed Chris.