Faces
What am I doing? Really I don't know.
Giving what is expected, taking what is shown.
Living my life in my own way,
doing what is needed, usually more.
Pedestal building, then knocked to the ground.
Getting up, starting again, same cycle, same end.
Taken to heights I should not see,
sights and feelings that should not be!
Cut deeper by each one.
brick for brick, time for time,
creating a wall to hide myself behind.
A new front for everyone,
creating a face for my own sake,
to hide who I am from those I know.
Could they accept me if they knew??
The depths I've sunk, the heights I grew??
What i've done and that which I could do??
Ying and Yang Good and Bad.
How can so much be contained inside?
To know so much and reach for such greatness.
With the use and understanding
of only a childs hand.