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The Naked Truth


Who am I with no filter?

That is a strange question to ask.

Answering this prompt could be very a tedious task.

At the beginning it was hard.

I did not know.

But now that I've started the words begin to flow,

I am unique.

I am me.

I am anything in this mysterious world that I want to be.

I am funny.

I am smart.

I have survived more than a few broken hearts,

But that is life.

It has all been done before.

The real naked truth is who I am behind closed doors.

I am scared and confused.

I worry and debate my choices.

I am clouded and disoriented, influenced by all these voices.

I live my life the best I can.

I live and laugh and love.

I do all of these things for the man watching me from above.

I respect my elders.

I think for myself.

When I have problems I look to that old dusty book on my shelf.

I have grown into a young man.

I am a child no more.

Sooner or later I will be walking out my front door.

I have had fun and learned a lot.

I have gotten what I can out of my youth.

These times are coming to an end now, this is me, and that is the naked truth.

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Destinee_15
<p>Good job . : )&nbsp;</p>
AdamFilson24
<p>My first poem for this site! I hope you like it. I am also submitting it for the NoFilter Scholarship. Wish me luck!</p>

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