Skin Shift

I feel I have become the chameleon. What is my true form?

Yesterday's Words

The words of yesterday are never truer then when they are spoken in the light of today.

Falling

It seems like we are always falling. If only the walls weren't so smooth, then maybe we could find a way to hold on and stop falling.

Answers

Perhaps our answers lie where only where we refuse to look. We must question what everyone else never dares to question.

The Real World

With me, we are gone from reality. Perhaps it is time to bring reality back.

Angels and Devils

I have an angel and a devil on either shoulder, but I cannot tell which is which.