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,