I know you're hiding things from me,
but see, I know not why
I see a building secret has formed
there behind your eye
Your avoidance tells more than you know
and more than you can tell
Your silent sneaking around lately
does not sit with me so well
I wish I was worth honesty from you
when I've never worn a mask
Yet it seems I'm not worth the effort
or honest answers when I ask
You duck and dodge and hide
loathe to face my seeking eyes
Somehow hoping if you keep it up
I won't uncover all your lies
By Elizabeth Azpurua
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