Authentic
Some prefer velvet, some hopelessly adore silk
Like most, the understanding of luscious textiles are a bit foreign
Our simplified language tells us that both are rich and subtle in their mysterious quilt
I am painfully soft, but I’ve never been exposed
I was taught to be tough by a world that only believes in guilt
I sometimes prefer ruffles that terrify the status quo
At other times, I prefer sleek silhouettes
They allude to a personality that’s mysterious and still
I am an explicit contradiction most days
The distinction & balance of mine and God’s will
Except I will be what He says
The only time I don’t need balance is when I am in His presence
Without any garments, I am sincere instead
In that moment, I am completely naked.