30 August 2012
Somewhere deep within me is a very private place, It's a room that only I know, it's were I change my face, And every face has got a mirror, hanging on the wall, Before I meet with anyone, I pay this room a call. In front of every mirror are my many different me, And I can swap and change a face faster than you can see, And everybody that I meet will see a different face, Amazing when I think that so can all the human race.
So who will see the real me?, I can hear you ask, There's only one such person for whom I drop the mask, For them I am defenceless, they see me as I'm true, But that can only happen if they drop their faces too.
So all the world is but a stage and each must play their part, So true that lyric rings to me, it really is an Art, So who are you Dear Reader, as you read my latest post?, Which face do you have on right now, the one you wear the most?
The Room Of One Thousand Mirrors • Opuss № I