HAHA, Stephen, you think that,
You could ever forget you past,
With the demon on you shoulder,
With a gun to your head, think fast.
Stephen, don’t you see, you’re a shell,
Of the person you long to be,
You know everyone, even you goes through hell,
Wishing all the times, Why can’t I just be me.
HAHA ,Stephen, You need to open your eyes,
No one cares about your words, there not real,
There not honesty or emotions, just stupid and offensive,
While you lock down and refuse to speak, self defensive ,
System to cope  while the world systems falling,
You just don’t care about everyone else,
Cause the voices in your head, aren’t your own.
HAHA, Am the Sane voice on the left,  Insane on the right,
We are the self doubt and am on the right making sure you fail.

HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA, STEPHEN, THIS IS SATAN,
Maybe your parents where right, you were a mistake,
Maybe they should have an abortion,
Maybe your teachers , were right that you are a failure,
And You should have  ended up in Jail,
Why did you every decide to prove then wrong,
College, NVQ Level 3 Hospitality and catering,
Started a 16 hour job, that was part time,
At 16 you did a year of Youth Club that,
We know you enjoyed, but we kept telling you,
That it wasn’t for you, but you didn’t happen,
Up from 7am to 3am each day, at 17.
Should have worked 16 hours a week,
But close to 80 hours weekly,
You threw in the college course,
Cause you were feeling tired and weak,
You were working Monday to Friday 5pm to midnight,
College Monday to Friday 7am to 4pm,
Saturdays and Sundays Full Day,
You threw the towel in at college, cause you couldn’t hack it,
But you took 6 month out, decided to try again,
We screamed that your a failure, you say No,
You tried to do a Health and social care,
At college once again, but failed cause you,
Were told to type up 8 months of writing work,
In 2 weeks that I screamed and said how do you think,
I can complete this task, stay up every day and night,
Typing this lot up, it ****** crazy.
All we keep telling you, that you’re a ******* failure,
But yet at 24 you defied us once again,
Applied and when to University,
With no qualifications and somehow,
Worked with out of controlled Children, gained Level 4,
And we keep screaming, how did you not loose it,
Also you lived at University, in the same halls,
As your lying, hateful Ex, how did you not hit him,
We knew you were close, or did the ***** help,

Stop, Stop, Stop, Just Stop,
Silence Both OF YOU,
On the left and on the right,
Who to say I am not that bright,
Preacher always Reaching, Left Sick,
Satan always doubting, Right Trick,
Preacher all you do is speak the good,
Satan all you do is is laugh and hag,
Preacher, you're words are thought for food,
Satan, You're words are something for you to brag,
Preacher you're up, Satan you're down,
While I sit laughing, at the night in tears till I drown,
What is wrong with me,
Why am I so mess up,
Why can't I be the person,
I was back in early 2000's,
They say your personality does fully develop,
Until 25, maybe my past was a letter inside the envelop,
Maybe it time, that I faced it,
With a checkered history, scars to prove it,
Emotions to sabotage this,
Alcoholic drink and drug Hit,
It's just Satan, Preacher and Me.