Blue

Girl, with your blue façade
Which only shows the world
What the world wishes to see;
And makes invisible
That which is precious to me.

What have you to hide, girl
What secrets and sighs
Lie behind your eyes?
What are those desires
That cause your eyes to lie?

Is there identity
Behind your false exterior
Or your flesh, does it define?
I will seek it, for I long
To know that which is mine.