The Two Faces Of

My two faces. The masks we were as people

~two-faces of~
By bel

Two faces
Looking back at me in the mirror
Which one is right which is wrong
I am not sure for they both are me
The first all smiles and laughter
Looks on as I make other people smile
That face shows joy as others triumph through my help
And laughs as people make fun of me
To make me feel happy in others well being

Two Faces
Looking back at me
Which is right Which is Wrong
The other face i see is full of sorrow
Its pain faded behind its plastered smile
Watching as others succeed but to wither as I suffer
To know the pain on that face is to know my horror
My emptiness is never full
My blackness that knows no light

Two Faces
Looking back at me
I know which i wear and why
Why i must strive for peace
Even with this hole in my heart
To watch others smile gives me purpose
But watching myself suffer brings me pain
But no one knows My pain So I smile
I bring Joy though I am full of pain
My two faces........ That no one sees but me