a thousand faces

you

of a thousand faces

telling me at every turn

which way to go

your opinions sting

the rawness of my flesh

they rot in my soul

continuously speaking

angry words in my head

but show up sometimes

at my door step

with a bouquet of flowers in your hand

and tell me how great i am

your thousand faces

change colors ever single day!

what will you say next?

come into my house

sit down in my kitchen

let me pour you a glass of wine

this time it’s your turn to listen