Alone, searching for truth,

Seeking and beseeching the universe for a reason,

Adrift and truly lost, finding naught but lies and proof,

Who we are, what we can be, what flavor of the season,

Masks and facades, lies and truth mix and defy insight into who,

Adorn the garments of lies, and reveal the underlying reason,

Dichotomy in our soul, and in our roots,

I see you, through the mist and glamour, the soul of treason,

I entreat you, reveal bare your soul, and be my roots of truths.