Peculiar
Peculiar is not me,
It's the way I gazed down
My mask misunderstood my smile
And thought a frown
That's what is,
and how I seemed flattered
At how you missed letters
Obvious marks, a song to a toddler
The way I thought your stupidity cute
Smiled again at your perfect suit
The childish innocence
Got the most decent of me
Peculiar is, how I forgot myself
The way I left to receive your self
Embrace you, although
I was broken to mirrors
Who mirrored my actions to one another
Peculiar, I went to catch
A vision of you, and failed to grasp
You were gone, missed my match
