who can I trust

in this world of lies

spite and deception

who can I trust

obviously not my

family and friends

who can I trust

with my most sincere form of mind

more shadow than light

who can I trust

with the secrets not said

and lies I've told

I can trust

the stranger I'll never see again

walking on the road I'll never walk again

I can trust

the tree that will never speak

the rock that will never talk

The recesses of my own mind

that factory and prison of my most terrible thoughts

are the only things I can trust