They come from the floor
they come from the ceiling
they come from the walls
what are they
it comes from my past
it comes from my future
it comes from my anger
how did it get here
he is in my mind
he is in my grasp
he is in my heart
who can i see him
she lives with me
she talks with me
she watches me
why wont she leave me along
because all there things are me
