Both Sides of a Human
All night and day I stare into its misty eyes,
Wondering painfully what it might be,
In it I see some truths and lies,
The more I stare at it, the less I want to see.
I stepped closer with my arm outstretched,
A sting coldness traveled through my hand,
I retreat with fear, and slightly scorched,
Tripping over the ground, which was as rough as sand.
Again, I looked at it and it looked clear,
Surprised, I sit still, hoping I’m wrong,
It started to talk, it was an evil, dismal voice I hear,
I’m mortified as I realize it’s me all along.
--Prof
This poem explains that any person was two sides of himself, and might not even know it. Its the other side that is shown to everyone but himself. For Example of if a person is a always gets angry, he might not know it, but everyone else would. I hope this poem would help you find this other side of you before everyone else does. Thank you.




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