TWO-FACE

Two-Face faces forwards and back
Holding two conversations
Both mouths spewing crap

One face is bored
and looks down at the floor
The other is scared and wet
Visibly out of its depth

One brain thinking, two mouths moving
Brain trying to filter thoughts
To the right mouth but brains not choosing

Thoughts are falling
Both mouths are still talking
But both mouths say the wrong words
Hoping all the wrong ears haven’t heard

If the wrong mouth
Says the wrong words
Then the wrong people
Could see the wrong face
Two-Face couldn't live with that
He split his face for a reason...
The world is divided
So he made his face fit

But Two-Face has no mouths
No eyes or nose
He split himself, his thoughts and desires
And presented a half empty version
To two sides of the same world

Two-Faces’ two faces’ amount to none
Neither face is him, neither complete or one
To scared to show both faces
But if he did he would see that
The world isn't split
His two faces aren't needed

He will never show a full smile
Until his mouths are one
Or see things clearly
Until his four eyes have gone

Two-Face is really Half-Face
And Half-Face is no one
Until he is one