twisted my personality can be, conflicted is how I describe me. live on, carry on, don't choose what is wrong, I know I can describe and be the definition of strong. I can make you smile even if it means changing what I know for awhile, no one understands I am always on trial. the judge is me, jail is this miscellaneous mind that consumes me. looking straight in eyes they say always tells if your telling lies, when you look away, trust me this feeling I wish I could sway. but when I look away understand I can never keep my head high. speaking of high I seem to look for things to keep my mind mine. as confusing as it seems In dangerous things I find me. A sober mind keeps you going, a mind messed with, with illusions and views and confusion can cause you to love a hallucinogen. I will never understand what I am doing. so dont try to see or try to understand what you are viewing. my actions can be confusing.