I am…

The woman the child
Wearing clothes
Trailing like wedding gowns
With shoes too high, going toward the sky
Covered over in clouds
Who do they see in the mirror?
A child with too much time

The sunshine, the moon
Shining bright
Always in hiding
Day after day, fading away
Afraid to stay more than half a day
What do the people see?
A moon with nothing to say

The magma, the sea
Rising high
Bursting at the rocks
Splashing and burning, never turning
Exploding at the extreme
What do the scientists see?
The sea that never learned

Together, alone
Failing hard
Unable to function
Not choosing, just losing
Only destined to carry the shame
Who does the teacher see?
The student who's nothing new

The Myself, the I
Opposite
One thing then the other
Having to lose, to think before I do
Not seeing who I am
What do I see?
One person with the face of Two.