I feel the dark side coming; its taking me away
But into what and out of what I really cannot say
hey pick me!' says one; this is the righteous path!'
if you don't choose me,' says the other, then face my wrath!'
My parents caught me trying to shush one side of me
Now that I think, I suppose I'm not as a sane as I used to be
Concerned questions are asked over lunch
Laying down their forks, they ask Honey, are you in a crunch?'
Nervously I answer of course not! I'm fine!'
Yet little do they know I'm really in a bind
Two sides fighting for my soul
This battle is really taking its toll.
The luster is gone from my smile
HM! I suppose I'm in denial
That's ridiculous! No I'm not!
I really cannot see why you're all distraught
I'm perfect! I'm sane! Really I am!
Quiet and peaceful, like a cute little lamb
My parents didn't believe me
I know that's pretty obvious to see
Now I sit in this cell, screaming out my mind
Laughing and crying, not exactly sure where my soul has aligned....
