Have you ever looked at a mirror

And wondered what you see

And you say ¡§Is this my good half

Or the darker side of me?¡¨

Have you ever known what it feels like

To have two parts of yourself?

The parts that you have on

And the parts you put on your shelf?

Confusing, it might be

These words that I have uttered,

But also are the feelings

That I have also sheltered.

Out and about the world

My good half is what you see

Friendly, trusting and kind¡K

The purest part of me.

But, in the home I live in

The darker half is out¡K

Sneaky, cruel, and hiding

Whenever everyone is about¡K

Confusing, it may seem

My definition of loyalty¡K

And, the confusion of the torn shell you see

Wondering if it is¡Kor is not¡Kme?