Pale Faces
I've become so alone,
my mind has created these pale faces
to keep me company
when no one is around.
They stare and watch me
in curiosity and anticipation
of something I don't know yet.
Sometimes they smile when I cry,
and frown when I look at them.
They don't like to be noticed.
But I know they just want
to feel what I feel.
They run away from themselves
by constantly watching me.
Maybe that's why my mind
has made them up.
Maybe it's trying to show me
something through the faces.
Maybe the faces are me.