Quiet, kept to self.
Silent without despair.
Watches silently for you,
have you not notice? Very good.
I keep silent, as I wait,
for my loved ones to be okay.
I might be hidden, where none can see.
I might even know more than you think.
Yet I smile, yet I nod.
Even to those who find me odd.
I like to smile, perhaps to wink.
I don't like to say what I think.
A gentleman, I've been called.
Which is better than to be scrawled.
May I have your hand,
your hand in this dance?
All I want is a common sense.
A nice mind, filled with rich thoughts.
And not unwise material desires, that can be bought.
A simple life, not much to say.
Just have to work every day.
This is me, never evanescent
This is me, Sir Vincent.