Sweet Enigma

A Poem

Photo by Алёна: https://www.pexels.com/photo/woman-in-dress-sitting-on-rock-near-water-8501673/

you don’t know everything about me,
but maybe that’s the lure of me

i play at being mysterious
because knowing me
would be quite dull

and i don’t want to lose
that look in your eyes
that tells me
i’m special

you might never see me wear white,
but maybe that’s the truth of me

i play at being the good girl
because you know better
when i smile in jest

and i don’t want to forget
that spark we have
that promises
we’re special

you may not recognize all my scars,
but maybe that’s the dark of me

i play at being the cool one
even though i fall apart
every time you leave

and i don’t want to pretend
that we’re just fine,
that we’re perfect,
when we’re not

you see all these pretty masks i wear,
but maybe that’s the fool in me