Who Will I Be?
By Shaun OSullivan
What Face shall I wear today?
What Face shall I wear today?
Who will I be?
Do People even realise,
How false this Smile can be?
They cannot see the hurt inside,
The anguish within me.
Though sometimes my Mask will slip,
And expose my true pain.
Revealing a glimpse of ones true self
Do I ever look the same?
Do people then realise,
That what saw was really me?
Each morning its the same question,
As I gaze upon my own reflection
What face shall I wear today?
Who will I be?
(Published in the Nottingham Evening Post on Wednesday, 10th January 2007)
By Shaun OSullivan
What Face shall I wear today?
What Face shall I wear today?
Who will I be?
Do People even realise,
How false this Smile can be?
They cannot see the hurt inside,
The anguish within me.
Though sometimes my Mask will slip,
And expose my true pain.
Revealing a glimpse of ones true self
Do I ever look the same?
Do people then realise,
That what saw was really me?
Each morning its the same question,
As I gaze upon my own reflection
What face shall I wear today?
Who will I be?
(Published in the Nottingham Evening Post on Wednesday, 10th January 2007)
