The Two Sided Mask

No words spoken.
A face that can’t be defined.
It hides itself from the unknown; Hoping someone will identify its present, but yet lives in the past.
An image that comes and goes, but no memory of whose.
A master of disguise and mis-leaded ghosts.
On one side, it tells the truth and the other side, it tells lies.
A mask of no one, but grays of unforgotten pasts.