Titled "Me" - A Poem by Moe

Titled "Me"

Watered eyes
Don't realize
This is crying

Hardened stance
Wont miss the chance
To fly

Mirrored glare
To stop and share
This beauty

Abstraction
From cups named distraction
Are sipped tonight

Hidden speak
By inner physique
Way stronger than the outer

Time to exhale
And tear the veil
Revealing the work

Called me...