New Faces

You change your face each day,

As if your afraid of what the world has to say.

I used to think I knew,

Who you are and what is true.

But now I'm not so sure.

Are you feeling insecure?

Was it really you I used to see?

Or were you hiding, and pretending to be,

pretending to be, something you're not.

Who is this new face that you've got?