Slow and steady, hidden from gaze
I meander like a river across the grass;
Twist and turn until I reach my destination
Why are you so scared of my mention?
Swift and stealthy, my eyes shine.
Like precious stones from a mine.
I raise my hood,
Looking for danger in the wood,
Not crossing your way
Unless on my way you stand.
What scares you? I know not.
For my poison doesn't kill my own
I shed and change like your mind does;
But my skin, not in your ways,
My skin is new, but I remain the same
Unlike you, who change every day.
© Suranya
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