The Changing Face
Everyday, to see me smile, yet not certain if it be the truth or not. And with every passing of time, you begin to wonder at my true face, lurking behind. And throughout the day, the changing face continues to feed your curiosity. You try to find out the truth, ask me to tell of my emotions, unaware that the face you speak to, even now, is just another mask. And to see the truth, to know my face, it dogs you all, for you all know, whether you be aware or not, what the face looks like, underneath the mask. But to see that face, to see it's pain, to feel it's hatred, to know the history behind the young man who lives his life, hiding his feelings, and trying to stay closed to all those around them, no matter what they may think. To see his cold stare, to hear his voice, so disconnected from much of the warmth of others, to know it, would be to look to Death, asking for his penance. And yet, the clamor for the truth, that instinct of all instincts, wanting to know the truth, even if you don't know that the desire exists. Yet to no avail. All that is seen is my changing face, only rarely coming off, but even at those times, I do not show the me that has always been there. I can not escape my past, so that face will always be there, and that is to be always. Yet the changing face, this is my true self of now, it is the true me, but not entirely. It only shows the me that has triumphed over years of struggle. The other half, scarred and morose, is shown as little as possible, for I am no longer that same boy. My true face is both that, and a mask, covering the old. And even now, I wear masks, hiding my true feelings from those who have not earned the right to know these feelings. But for those who have, to see me smile, to see me laugh, to see the side of me that is always happy and kind, that is their endeavor, and I'm happy to fulfill it.
This is a poem I wrote a while back(I write my poems like stories, as a word to the wise), and though it can be confusing, it has a really simple meaning. If you want to ask questions about it, my other poetry that isn't displayed, or just want to try and guess it's meaning, feel free to comment or PM me. I'll get back when possible. Have a nice day! ^_^