My foundation crumbles,
the one I so carefully raised,
with every belief in it,
and I now stand here dazed.


Under the pressure of existence,
my many masks crumble and break,
something stirs inside me,
each night keeping me awake.


My eyes betray me and I feel displaced,
each time I look into the mirror's reflection.
I try to recognize myself and fail increasingly,
as my brain tries to make that connection.


I find myself longing for the alternative,
to change the spectrum and invert it all,
shed this skin of falsehood and lies,
but I'm far from ready to make the call.


I will plunge,
into the deepest recesses of my mind,
and I will seek,
until it all becomes aligned.


And I will know, who I really am.