Never satisfied with who I was or who I'm becoming, trying to take life a step at a time but always find myself running
Im losing this battle between me, myself and I
Kept fighting off the evil around me never realizing the demons lived inside.
Constant internal confrontations living on expectations of others- never leaving my mind at ease, looking at the reflection in the mirror and just wondering, how my own worst enemy could be me.
Looking into the eyes of the first person ready to see you fall
The one that laughs at your pain and pours venom into your open wounds making the call for all the world to see
While they just sit, watching, with a grin on their face whispering "burn slowly"...
