Personality

Not the same,

we are changed and we are changing still;

I've been waiting for the beans to spill.

If the truth be told all the plots will unfold:

we've as many lives as we have friends or acquaintances,

we're all only fractions of a whole.

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 seld-taught fragments of fractured personalities.

I don't remember your name.