I have two faces,
one, that I show in many places,
where people wholeheartedly agree
and believe that it is the real me,
when they see me act funny, silly
and joking joyfully,
when the witty in me comes out
and I laugh big and loud!
But If they only knew the real me
how mellow I can be,
introspective and all alone,
when I paint on my own
finding it a thrill to just be still.
How quietly I get lost deep in my worlds
letting only my soul whisper its words,
when I allow just my paint brushes
do circles in big purple dances,
because the real me, if you believe
is sensitive, spiritual and reflective.
It is the one less known,
when I find myself, on my own,
still searching, though I am not lost,
that is the real me that I love the most!
