Many Faces

Mirror reflections, shifting faces in the night

Who am I truly, beneath the changing light?

They see different sides of me, a mask I wear with ease

Flickering like shadows, caught between the breeze

One moment laughing, next crying in the rain

Many faces, echoes of joy and pain

Can I find myself within this maze?

Or am I lost in the other plays?

Many faces, stories untold

Walking these streets, breaking the mold

Who am I under all these disguises?

Searching for truth in the many faces

Friends, strangers, whispers in the wind

Each reflection shows a different skin

A hundred versions, all a part of me

Dancing in the mirror’s mystery

Is the self just a shifting tide?

Or a place where all these faces collide?

Many faces, stories untold

Walking these streets, breaking the mold

Who am I under all these disguises?

Searching for truth in the many faces

Maybe I’m many, maybe just one,

A mosaic of souls under the sun

In the mirror, I seek the core

A face I’ve never seen before

Closing my eyes, letting go of the guise

Finding the truth beyond the disguise

One face, one soul, whole and free

The real me, come find me