The Shadows
Who am I?
What do you know?
Am I truly the person you know?
Maybe it's a mask. An exotic thing that deceives and lies.
Or difference shades of a person you think you know and understand.
Twisting about these mask change
Anger, Sorrow, Care, Teacher, Leader, Giver?
You try to understand but are only faced with another a darker one.
A mask that shows no emotion, no sincerity,
One with darker thoughts than you can imagine.
A person who will do anything to achieve what they desire.
Or is it another, one that cares and laughs.
With smiles that break across a joker's face.
Fooling around jesting about, but gives nothing away.
Or is it another, one who pity's others.
Is this the one that shows who I am?
No its not…
So different but so close to the truth.
Watching and seeing people's burdens.
But never helping, always watching.
One of my friends have called me fifty shades, Perhaps it's a Pseudonym?
I quite like the name
Fifty people in one changing the mask as the time is needed.
Only a few have seen who I truly am.
None have noticed.
All accept one.
Shall I show myself?
No I will when the time is right.
To turn away to all I know.
No fits no tears.
Such is my policy.
So who am I?
That is for me to know
And
You to find out