Selectively Open

I’m not the most open person, I’m rather quiet that’s for certain. I don’t talk about myself too often, I prefer listening over my talking. I may be mute on the first encounter, Once comfortable I get a bit louder. The world and personal life separate, The same two charges never connect. I’m cautious about what I share, I don’t express my every love and care. I told you before I’m like a rubric cube, When unraveling me don’t get confused. Visualize a vault that’s locked away, I’m not giving my combination away. I’m not concealed about all things, I prefer not to verbalize everything.