They Call Me Indecent

Some people call me indecent and others call me rude.
People are offended because I go everywhere in the nude.
When I go out in public, things always get rough.
But it's my fault because I'm always in the buff.
I've had my skull fractured and my bones broken twenty-five times.
I also go to jail because apparently indecent exposure is a crime.
People keep yelling the same thing "Put some clothes on, you Perve!"
Just because they can see my privates, they say I have a lot of nerve.
Names can never hurt me but I am afraid when people use sticks and stones.
Maybe I should start wearing clothes, I'm getting tired of having broken bones.

(This is a fictional poem)