Looking for a reason.
To end my treason.
Treason that I bring on myself.
Treason that is falsly dealt.
It all ends on me.
It's so bad it's hard to breathe.
I can't keep this up.
But I can't deal it out enough.
The pressure , builds tension.
It causes my aggression.
Leads me to a confession.
I realize that the person I am talking to is me.
But then all of a sudden I have a different personality.
A different person comes out with a different opinion.
I'm all of a sudden lost within.
This depression has led me to insanity.
I'm no longer alone even if it's just me.
In one hand he lays out a coin with a date.
He said that was a day and a twist of fate.
I look at the date and it says 1997/
I was 11.
The day of my first girlfriend.
Now the truth starts to bend.
My thoughts begin to stir.
All of this is caused by her.
I can feel the insanity begin to die.
All of a sudden my friend is gone in the blink of an eye.
I feel something in my hand and my fingers begin to unfold.
In my hand the coin from 1997 I hold.
He comes and he goes.
Somethings he hides, other things he shows.
But this man is a part of me.
This man isn't hard to see.
He is as plain as day.
Sometimes he has something to say.
Sometimes when we talk we start debating.
Will he come again I sit here patiently waiting...
