Are you there?
It was a rhetorical question
I know you're there
You can't exactly hide from me in my own body

Sometimes I can't see if you're foe or friend
You have my back no matter what
Yet your claws and fangs are always stabbing me in the back

I've faced you many times
Tie after time it was a war fought with bare hands
Other times it was a delicate touch to the cheek with a smile
You may be within me but you don't define me

I could thank you
You've helped me make friends
You've shaped me to who I am

I could curse you
I shall not
You are still parts of me

I cannot simply abandon you