So many faces I see,
So many voices I hear,
So many people I want to be,
To so many I want to be near.
So many emotions to bear,
So many masks to wear
So many dreams to attain,
So many objects to gain.
So many same promises I always meant,
So many rules, I have always bent.
So many times I try to be a different kind,
So many times I try myself to find.
So many hopes, now an illusion,
So many unknowns, once a relation,
So many strangers, once your own,
So many friends, yet alone.
Life is, but so strange,
What is “so many”, to “so little”, it’ll change
All that remains behind is the same you,
And your reflection in the mirror anew.