Eyes Of The Mystery - Poem by kRizmaE Cruz
People don’t seem to really know me
Because I’m mystery
I have the guessing all the way through
I’m pretty much closed book and not very social
I celebrate my independence because it make
Me a stronger individual
I hate trends and like doing my own things
This is what make me unique
I probably have that one special friend
Who understands Me.
Eyes of the Mystery hide silently in the shadows,
Waiting one day to break free.
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