Stranger ~ Sunday Scribblings

This week's writing prompt from  Sunday Scribblings is the word "Stranger".  I immediately thought of the great song by Billy Joel (currently playing on my blog's playlist) called The Stranger.  The song is about how we all really have more than one personality, the one we show everybody, and the one we don't.   The lyrics are below.  How often have we accidentally been caught showing our darker side without meaning to let it be seen?  How often have we been forgiven for being the nasty version of ourselves and how often have we extended forgiveness for others who have done the same?  We are all guilty of sometimes being a "stranger" to those we know and love.

Well we all have a face

That we hide away forever

And we take them out and show ourselves

When everyone has gone

Some are satin some are steel

Some are silk and some are leather

They're the faces of the stranger

But we love to try them on

Well, we all fall in love

But we disregard the danger

Though we share so many secrets

There are some we never tell

Why were you so surprised

That you never saw the stranger

Did you ever let your lover see

The stranger in yourself?

Don't be afraid to try again 

Everone goes south

Every now and then

You've done it, why can't someone else?

You should know by now

You've been there yourself

Once I used to believe

I was such a great romancer

Then I came home to a woman

That I could not recognize

When I pressed her for a reason

She refused to even answer

It was then I felt the stranger

Kick me right between the eyes

Well, we all fall in love

But we disregard the danger

Though we share so many secrets

There are some we never tell

Why were you so surprised

That you never saw the stranger

Did you ever let your lover see

The stranger in yourself?

Don't be afraid to try again

Everyone goes south

Every now and then

You've done it why can't someone else?

You should know by now

You've been there yourself

You may never understand

How the stranger is inspired

But he isn't always evil

And he isn't always wrong

Though you drown in good intentions

You will never quench the fire

You'll give in to your desire

When the stranger comes along.