Naked

*~ Okay, you don't have to tell me. I know this is bizarre. But bear with me~*

The air chills my skin.
I really should put some clothes on.
But I like the way it feels
to just be naked.
You know?
Nothing on.
Just standing there.
I don't feel the need to impress
anyone.
When I'm all alone.
And naked.
It's just me.
Perfect in my own skin.
Sheltered by my four walls.
I just stand there.
Naked.
And I tell my reflection,
"You're beautiful.
You know?"
And my reflection smiles.
And then the moment passes.
I layer on insecurities with the clothes.
Go on into the world.
Knowing that underneath my
stuffy insecurities
and socks,
I am beautiful.
And naked.