Camouflaged by an invisible veil

is a face on the very exterior,

Concealing more than it can ever reveal

lest it be ridiculed as inferior.

This facade becomes your Cosmo-identity

guarded and tutored for acceptance,

Enthralled to live up-to the worldly expectations

neglecting the proliferating inner despondence.

A level deeper is the face closer to your true self

the window to your mystical world,

Giving out quite a lot

a lot still remains furled.

The congenial presence of your loved ones

comforting you to be more of who you really are,

Dodging them to believe that they have nailed it

unaware, that they're near, yet too far.

The third face, in-existent for the world

is undoubtedly your truest reflection,

Mirroring your free spirit and thoughts

Unabashed of illusionary rejection.

Though unbounded and indomitable

it has an inherent tendency to shun the limelight,

For reasons that forever may remain unknown

The third face shall be remembered in history as the unobtrusive knight.