What beneath the clothes?

Is it the testament of our glory,
Or the sign of our pride?
Perhaps a parade of our success.

Or does it used to hide our weakness,
covers our flaws,
a smoke screen for our lower self-esteem?

The weak wears aggressive clothing to be "powerful",
to elevate their position,
the "naughty" prefer to wear accepted clothing,
just to appear "good" in the face of other.

The unloved said they doesn't care wearing rebellious and unaccepted clothes,
to show that they're not missing anything,
the guilt wears pious and pure clothes,
just to create a "holier than thou" impressions.

All this just a mask,
to resist the perception of imperfection,
created and imagined by ourselves,
the perfect creation.

A mask that was created to separate us,
from our true inner selves,
to block us from the abundance of joy, peace and love.

We were born pure, loving and innocent,
get back in touch with it,
and we'll soon enjoying the joy of life.

Don't resist nor denying it,
because it is our birth right.