Invitations

Quick, grab the vacuum cleaner

Let it inhale all the dirt and dust

Someone is coming to visit

To the place you exhibit

You don't have to do all this

Yet you feel like you must

Hurry and do the dishes

Clear the kitchen of its mess

You shouldn't care or even stress

But they might think of you less

When all you want to do is impress

So if someone is stopping by your address 

You still go through that cleaning process

That's the thing about life

And inviting someone in

Not just to your home

But also see beneath your skin

To the body that's your temple

To the house of your mind

Not a fault they should find

A flawless image you want to resemble

Thinking everybody is judgmental

You want to show a soul that's perfected

Without flaws you wish to be corrected

Wanting to be what they expected

Due to fear of being rejected

The real us we keep disguised

An ideal image we have advertised

Aiming to be spotless and organized

So no one is surprised and leaves

When we all know deep in our hearts

We should be loved for all of our parts

The clean but also the cluttered

Yet we're afraid of our mess being discovered

We hesitate to invite people into our space

Their entrance seems like a threat

Because we think the place behind our face

Is simply not good enough yet

My situation is also not what I want it to be

With messy parts I don't want you to see

My mind isn't clear, peace isn't near

Not as calm and collected as I appear

Slow and steady is my style

So it might take you a while

Might have to knock a few times more

Before I'll finally open my door

But once I give you that key

You can always come visit me