WHAT YOU SEE

What goes beyond anyone can see Is hidden beneath a rock or sea It is not shown nor flaunted in free Best kept in silence, kind pretentiously. You’ll often see a smile or two Never knowing a single foe And in the act of being true A princess, a submissive shrew. Complains never of things asked for Saintly, pure, someone you’ll adore To many a good person for sure Compared to others always a bore. Beyond the hills of doubts and fears One won’t notice a scar nor tear It is safely hidden in nods and yes’s When everybody is dressed in flaws and creases.