Hearts Gentle Eyes Mindful
I sit like a tranquil river,
Trying hard not to wear my heart on my sleeves,
Though they’re acting innocent,
I could see through the veil.
Words spoken behind me,
They seem to filter into my ears,
Acts spun at night,
They seem to be lighted at dawn.
As they pass by,
Their guilt is mirrored,
I could feel their dark energies,
There’s an overcast of conspiracy.
Mystery eyes tunnel my way,
Sinister minds trail my path,
I hide behind the Great Wall,
They stretch their hands to reach me.
