The Other Side of Me

They see the face of a woman’s love
They see the face of a smile
They see the mask that I hold to protect me
Or the sorrow that flows from my eyes
They see the outside and what it reveals
They cannot see what the outside conceals
Behind my mask no one can see
What forms the other side of me

But You see every hidden part
Beyond a surface smile
You know the deepest intent of the heart
You see to my very soul
For there is nothing hid from You
No secret deed that I can do
No mask through which You cannot see
To the other side of me.

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Janet Martin