My mentality contradicts my personality,
And they collide and make the originality,
The originality obviously makes me odd,
And the oddness contributes to my morality,
Now my morality is well proportioned out,
I can murder the same hour that I devout,
And then go right back to going the evil route,
I can't decide whether or not to establish it,
Whether to be good or evil or just ditch it,
The honesty in my morality is that I'm good,
Until my personality hampers the good route,
And the only route to take is the one to shout...
