Enigma? Me?
An enigma? Me! I don't think so.
I'm just selective with whom I converse
I share my worries and woes with no one
That way my words cant be diverse.
Don't ask me to tell you about me busy body
Things that will satisfy your curiosity
I have nothing I'm prepared to share with you
So keep your sniffling nose out my vicinity.
There's nothing you need to know about me
What I do is none of your concern
I'm not up to nothing, doing nothing wrong
Folk like you never seem to Learn.
Go away! Away with you
All you do is judge and speculate
Leave me alone for goodness sake
My life is not up for debate.
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