SHE WEARS MY FACE

Why is my face split in two? A twin I call her Confident and beautiful Funny and entertaining Her smiles light up every room. A life of the party Excellent in every word. A frown I like to wear I leave the smiles to her It suits just one of us. I think I'm not that pretty The face we share says different And even when people tell me I think they speak of her. I hate when people see me They want me to be her They expect charm and charisma And then my jokes fall flat. I'm in my head a lot Thinking how to become her. Never together we are Always one at every time. I cannot talk about her And she herself can't too Cause then people would notice She's one and I'm the same. A person I created To make myself feel safe But then she turned out Better than I ever was. But only in her shadows I find the solace I seek. And I hope that maybe someday She's all that I'll become.