A conversation with myself mocks me!
I'm my own worst enemy,
a judgemental terrorist...
This I'm afraid even duct tape won't fix,
and that **** could float a boat.

I got inside my own head today,
A rather unsettling experience I must say.
Because, typically I thrive on touring through other people's minds'.
They invite me in with a grin,
I dive right in.
As I swim through their thoughts,
They attempt to drown their worst sin.
I can't help how truly intrigued I am by the human mind,
So what if you lied?
However enduring these adventures have been,
I ventured for far too long.
'Bout time I took a good hard look at myself,
Time to write my own book...
page 1.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror today,
Far longer than I ever have before.
Saw some real deep, dark, ****, right down to my core.
My eyes are not just simply blue,
They changed several shades as they told me to get a clue.
I stared at my face til it was no longer clear,
Even shed a rare tear.
How miraculous to discover that despite my faults, and my fears,
I'm still beautiful.
Too many years I spent being a judgmental ***** to myself.
I'm taking my dignity back.
Next time I look that deep at myself in the mirror,
Won't be for "many a year,"
Because after I set the ******* aside,
My eyes can see right through me!

I have miraculously moseyed my mind into a mysteriously mellow mood!
My masterminded misfit momentarily mesmerized me.
I magically muted my meticulous mind,
Merry-go-round memories minced.
Meanwhile I am absolutely blitzed!

My alienated truth is in my thoughts,
They are not where they should be!
The rude awakening that lied beneath,
Broke through and flooded so deep!
Can the truth be trusted, if I am a mess?
These depths that used to fade so quickly...
Are drowning me!
Ugly is what we are, in our dreams, in our nightmares!
Stone the evil and you will over-see,
Beauty is the truth that you can only receive.
Reflect only on our reflection,
For it will not lie!
Behold the demon that hides inside.
The turn of the twist is up to you to decide...
Open or closed?
It's up to you what's on the other side!

I'm through wasting tears on you.
It's exhaustingly harsh on my soul.
Wasted so many tears, I will never get back.
But, I came up with a way to get them back...
I've collected my tears in a shot glass,
Truly ****** up how fast I filled it!
I'm going to pour them in your drink,
And pray my blood tears will eat through your soul,
While clogging your miserable heart!
If all else fails...
May it at least water down your drink!

I never found that righteous cloud
I cried out my ideals loud and proud,
Much to my demise my destiny has nobody left to idolize
Lost myself dreaming of yellow zebra filled skies.
Ice cubes and cigarettes are no match for me,
I cried out my ideals loud and proud,
I never found that righteous cloud.
Because I've been cursed by a demented sea-bass!
Consider yourself enlightened by the Wisdom Crypt.
My journey has lead me to
Bless, and Freedom, and ****, and ***.

The truth about the truth is...
Nobody can handle it!
So, we have dinner...
Even candle lit!
And pretend,
We still give a ****!

When all hope is compromised, and you realize,
It's yourself that you despise,
Who then do you idolize?
After all you ain't no prize!

I got inside my own head today,
A rather unsettling experience I must say.
Because, typically I thrive on touring through other people's minds'.
They invite me in with a grin,
I dive right in.
As I swim through their thoughts,
They attempt to drown their worst sin.
I can't help how truly intrigued I am by the human mind,
So what if you lied?
However enduring these adventures have been,
I ventured for far too long.
'Bout time I took a good hard look at myself,
Time to write my own book...
page 1.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror today,
Far longer than I ever have before.
Saw some real deep, dark, ****, right down to my core.
My eyes are not just simply blue,
They changed several shades as they told me to get a clue.
I stared at my face til it was no longer clear,
Even shed a rare tear.
How miraculous to discover that despite my faults, and my fears,
I'm still beautiful.
Too many years I spent being a judgmental ***** to myself.
I'm taking my dignity back.
Next time I look that deep at myself in the mirror,
Won't be for "many a year,"
Because after I set the ******* aside,
My eyes can see right through me!

A conversation with myself mocks me!
I'm my own worst enemy,
a judgemental terrorist...
This I'm afraid even duct tape won't fix,
and that **** could float a boat.