Falling

I feel as if I'm falling down,
and my head won't stop spinning round

The things I see are not at all clear,
not even the face that stares back at me in the mirror

Hardly anyone is who they seem to be
I learn to not trust them, not even me

The reason for that salty taste,
of the tears that run down my face,
are caused by the darkness of confusion
But then again it could be an illusion

This life is one big test
I will give anything to do my best

But still the thought of the unknown
sends piercing chills through my bones