Can you see two sides to me?
Do you see my mask?
Can you see what I may be?
You only have to ask.
Buttoned down and scrubbed quite clean,
to school I proudly stride.
Come the dusk and starlit night,
my true self can not hide.
I am to some the perfect son,
a scholastic, sporty boy.
I am all that and more you see,
I like to have my joy.
So grade me not as what you see,
set your thoughts apart.
Then you'll see that side of me,
the essence of my heart.
