Your actions and words can be manipulated by others Your body can be told to do things you'd never wish it to Souls can be corrupted and minds can be harshly invaded Memories can be twisted and forgotten, faded and changed Even our emotions can be controlled by another living being
The only thing in the world you truly own is the truth
There's a monster in the mirror When I lean in closer he comes near I wonder why no one else can see You must've known to some sort of degree I'm not the person you think you know You should've ran long ago I know your secrets, why aren't you scared? Did you really think that I actually cared? I stare right into the monsters eyes They look so kind, trusting and wise Don't you know? That's their disguise When will you finally realise? I'm not the person you think you know That person died long ago