My friend, the enemy...

The first time was when i had no control, and u just leaped into my live with hidden agendas...

i did what u asked, i lied to fill ur need, i stole my own future to give u more presence...

i knew that u were my enemy, i knew that but yet i still invited u to stay longer, and let me deny my right...

i convinced myself that it would only be a little while more, not for long would i have to sacrifice my dreams...

i thought u could give me control over my life, over my feelings, over my future...

then one day i said goodbye, i said no more, that was the day i felt like i was loosing my best worst enemy...

then i was miserable i was ugly and fat, i knew i wanted u to come back, i knew u would walk back into my distorted dreams...

i found myself writing the note, opening my heart to get broken again, but u waisted no time for the guilt to begin...

as like before i slaved for u, i starved for u, i cried bcoz u, i couldn\'t be strong anymore...

i was angry, hurt and sick, i was being my own wort enemy, like u intended me to be...

i then saw one day my arm skeleton, i saw that it had become like urs, i saw that my dreams was no more, bcoz of u...

so i talked and talked and talked, screamed at anyone who would listen, till i could no more, i wanted u gone from my door...

i thought i was strong i thought u were gone, then i looked in the mirror and saw my own worst enemy...

all the lies came back, all the feelings of ugly and fat, so i again wrote a note inviting u back, but this time iam gonna go all the way...

i will this time not fight, i will this time join, bcoz i can not beat this thing, i can not be strong enough, this time i am my own enemy...

i now see that iam my own worst enemy, the one who keeps braking and making silly dreams, i know i will never get rid of u, i know that u will always be inside of me...

for u are my own best worst enemy...