Old tendencies creep,
back into my head.
Like old memories,
They dance around.
Old temptations float,
around in my brain.
Teasing and taunting,
Telling me to begin.
Old desires attack,
my heart.
And I fight,
Resisting what I once wanted.

They say,
To die is not the end, but rather another beginning.
And this,
is such a tempting prospect.

They say,
To die is a great adventure,
And I,
Do like to explore.

They say,
No one truly dies,
And I,
Fear there may be no release...

What would you see,
If you took a long walk,
Through my twisted mind?

Horrors and demons would jump,
And scare you from the shadows,
to chase you through the darkness.

However you might get the chance,
To see the little island of light,
Where happiness and dreams run rampant.

So there is a possibility that you might see,
Two different halves when walking,
Through my twisted mind.

Who do you see me as?
Yesterday I was the girl in black,
Today I am an acquaintance,
Tomorrow maybe I'll be a friend.
Or perhaps you'll never know,
Who I really am.

Forgive me if I like something,
Forgive me if it makes me happier,
Forgive me if it makes me feel a little special,
And I'm sorry I'm just not good enough for you.