Is That Really You?

All dressed in gold

As the wind creates my flow

Coming from the outside in, stepping hard on the floor

As I walked through the door

Someone who caught my eye

Yelled out “is that really you”?

I said jokingly, “yes this is the new me”

She said, “ I can remember the times, when your words stayed on my mind

But now I can see, your surface is where you will be”

Then I said, “If you are really real

And you understood my deal

Then you would know in fact

It is not what you see

But what you get underneath the many degrees

Now, that’s really me”.

Don’t judge a book by its cover,