culture / nature / nurture

After work
I take off my bra
just wearing my blouse or shirt open

Then, there’s nothing
that’s worse
than to be forced to enjoying it
when you’re actually uncertain.

When you’re not actually certain
that this is supposed to be
on-turning,
concerning,
Your body seems never to be
yearning
for not being noticed
as something that fits in
and is naturally gorgeous.

Then, there’s nothing brighter
than loving yourself
when lending a lighter to a real burden

Just baring my pain till it’s token
I give all my heart
Before birth.

Before birth
After work
I give all my heart
I take off my bra
Just baring my pain till
it’s token
Just wearing my blouse or
shirt open

When lending a lighter to a real burden
When you’re actually
uncertain
Then, loving yourself
Then, to be forced to
enjoying it
Then, there’s nothing
that’s worse

As something that fits in
and is naturally gorgeous
When you’re not actually certain
for not being noticed -
That this is supposed to be
yearning,
on-turning,
Your body seems never to be…
concerning.

Before birth
I give all my heart
Just baring my pain till
it’s token
When lending a lighter to a
real burden
Then, loving yourself
Then, there’s nothing
that’s brighter

As something that fits in
and is naturally gorgeous
for not being noticed
yearning

Your body seems never to be
concerning,
on-turning -
that this is supposed to be

When you’re not actually certain
When you’re actually uncertain
Then, to be forced to enjoying it
Then, there’s nothing that’s worse

Just wearing my blouse or shirt open
I take off my bra
After work.