The Identities of People

Identifying  people is quite a strife

It’s not just looking at the outside

People go without realizing all their life

They really have three names on the inside

People see themselves in a dream

The kind of person they want to be

The person who might work well with a team

The one no one will ever see

They dream and pray with all their heart

Of character wishes buried deep under

To be incredibly brave and smart

And fearless of  snakes and thunder

Then there is a person that they show us

A personality that might not be true

Do they show this so we don’t make a fuss?

Or are they really just down in the blues?

But if they have a good friend

They might open up

For then they often tend

To drink joy from a cup

Now the last but not least

The identity of truth

If they are a beauty or a beast

Or a future Babe Ruth

There’s that one person hidden below

Of regretful regrets or happy hopes, there’s that person who is truly them