I had hoped things would be different
Different model, different make
But when I look deep in the mirror
I see that nothing much has changed

Inside this constant battle
Always fighting to be free
No stronger foe have I met
me against me

A war that has been raging
From the day that I was born
Always misbehaving
A soul tattered and torn

Poking along with prodding
Why can't I leave me be
Always in the midst of plotting
me against me

You'd think by now that I'd found out
All the lessons to be learned
The tables to be turned
On the trouble that I've earned

How have I made it out this far
Into this knee deep
In the pulling of myself apart
me against me