#35

A restless face upon the human race,
A web of stories all a mixed tale of fiction and fact

Alone, together, in a dark room,
Some things are too soon while others should never come.

The mind changes quickly how can you trust it?
The mind changes often, I can't trust myself.

Am I alone in this? There are billions of people,
But there's really only one.

It depends on the mirrored view you see.
One day though, we'll all be free.