See there's a life I live in public
and one a little more reserved
The first makes me feel sick
the latter more preserved

We wear a mask that we sometimes share
wondering what face to show
One used here and one used there
questioning where each should go

Perhaps there is a compromise
in this hellish seeming turmoil
I forgot... I got lost in your eyes
as it moves from simmer to boil

What to do about such a complex issue...
What if I stood in front of the world and attempted to kiss you?