Baring the core

The core of something can rarely be seen.
It’s hidden to be thus protected.
In case of an apple you cut it before
you find out if with worms it’s infected.

The pips of the apple, however, are sure
to never be worm wise molested.
And even for us just the pulp is the lure
to be joyfully wholesome digested.

Imagine now what it means to lay bare
your core and show what you feel.
I gather for us those occasions are rare,
and embarrassments never appeal.

Quite confident of ourselves we must be
to openly show our cores.
But then, does it matter if people see
what affects us or what only bores?

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