Five faces

I don't try to hide it,
  and I understand if it makes you uneasy.

I live in a house of dementia.

I am at least five people,
  and maybe more.

Son with a cup of coffee,
  although maybe just the cook.

Gardener,
   mixed with the trash man.

The one who picks you up when you have fallen.

Each day is another personality,
  and I can't help it.

I am losing track.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

but it almost sounds like you are all these people in order to take care of her...needing to be this many people, this many personalities.

[Jon Roggie]

More for her husband. Now, rest of the household adds more personalities.