Self-belief
Glues together personality;
Well-accomplished in all vanity,
In a life-long dream the consciousnesses stream
Through as many lives as this: all the voices in our heads.
My brother's keeper
Under no lock or key
Will you always look out for me?
I don't remember, I don't remember,
I don't remember the names,
The essential's familiar, the personality's under change...
Through your eyes
I can see reflections of my own,
I feel I'm losing sight of all I've known
And I'm spiralling down, in the gene pool drowned...
Truth is buried deep and just as well:
We've as many lives as lies we tell,
All the self-taught fragments of fractured personalities.
I don't remember your name.