Can I trust you? Can you feel what I feel, see what I see, dream what I dream?
Can I trust you? In all that I see are the cracks of reality leaking through.
Can I trust you? Hope is a lie, bred of love and insanity. Hope ... for more.
Can I trust you? You who proudly proclaimed the mysteries of my soul even before you saw me?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall - reflecting my soul, the corner of a ball.
Can I trust you?
Can I trust you?
Can I trust you?
Can I trust you?
Or can I not?
