Mystery Girl
Behind those eyes,
your brilliant disguise,
I wonder what real person lies.
You seem to always have a mask,
and never answer questions asked.
What are you hiding,
or rather, hiding from?
Who drove you to this mysterious form?
Who could the real person be,
that I might never get the chance to see.
Though distant, I am not nearly blind.
I hope that one day you might find,
a way for that mask to unwind.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Paper Cut Eyes
PuisiThese are just some of the poems I write. My emotions in writing.