For what am I to be guilty of? 

For being too private where my world is always closed.

But for whom shall my door be opened to?

Why do I need to unveil my world if my heart says the truth? 

Do I need to please everyone and in the process lose my self-respect?

For why is there a need to flirt to get attention for a passion that does not last?

But a wise life is not bet on hopes, but plans. Concrete and not imaginary dreams.

I am a recluse but not an outcast. Decency is the name.

I choose but not unreachable. Propriety is the other name.

I am a woman but I have a name and that is what I must protect.

I am not confined just discerning. My personal side is private.

My social part is not contained in hypocrisy. I am what I am. NO mask, no facade.

Take me or leave me. The choice is yours. It is free.


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