I am... Ma I
Not what it seems
A two headed coin
Laying in your palm,
Heads up or Heads down?
To you or your palm?
Not Fear-less but a
Fear-Bus
Carrying others pain,
Large and Bright driving threw a storm
People ride daily, but never feel the rain.
Who am I… An athlete?
A Suit
Tailored to fit by people who do it all the time,
A costume to wear on October 30, and the weeks prior.
But I am a person with ambition.
A two headed coin can be flipped many times,
Passengers can ride many times,
A suit can be put on many times,
But they never see eye to eye.
A coin with 4, a bus with many, and behind a suit who knows,
For I am… Ma I.
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