I really don't understand Why people think they Have me figured out Sure, I'm well mannered Respectful and giving My natural introversion Proceeds me at times But believe when I say There's more to me Then what you see At face value I'm layered And I only open up To a select few The worst part is I haven't opened up to you I uphold my shy demeanor But in due time I won't hold back And my actions Will turn admirable
Written on a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide