The speaker begins a new day with a vow: no more lying. It's a strange, tender promise, one they link to "the child in me," as if honesty belongs to an earlier, less guarded self. That childlike voice then makes a bold, almost playful demand: "bring me / a gun to wear." The request sounds like dress-up, the way a kid might ask for a cowboy outfit, but a gun is also a real symbol of danger and directness, which fits the title's "straight shooter."
The last line is the quietest and funniest. Red locks "almost look natural," which suggests a wig or dyed hair, a costume that nearly passes as real. That detail hints at the tension in the poem: the speaker is trying to be truthful while putting on a persona. The mood is light, a little cheeky, and slightly uneasy, as if honesty were another role being tried on. The poem leaves open whether that role is freeing or just another disguise.