Flummoxed

Behind those lovely face lies a mystery,

Behind those genuine smile there's wicked

Paucity of confidence; truth concealed,

Confused feelings, pressured things--

Impersonating a persona--

Figuring between chaos and serenity

Mystified when color meets darkness

Looks plain in your naked eyes

Thus, flawed in every way

I'm seeing it crystal clear

Now I'm seeing it blur

Perplexity keeps on appearing

Stuck in the middle of the road--

Thinking where's my starting point...