Two Faced

Well, this is the first poem I wrote at camp. I wrote it because someone was talking to a CIT (counsellor in training), and the CIT was saying that he had no idea that anyone on staff was the way they were from his week at camp. The person that was talking to the CIT said, "Every camper sees us happy, but then they come to the staff site and sees how happy we really are."

Two Faced

Look at this Smile
See it on Our face
We show Happiness
when there is Not a trace
Yet all of you are Fooled
Living Ignorant Bliss
the Truth is being show
and still that’s what You miss
Maybe I’m Two Faced
but I know You are Too
so We’ll keep Smiling
for the Rest who are True