I feel you lingering in the back of my mind,
I try to push you out but you stay put,
You hold your ground and dont let go,
I feel you transfering my thoughts with yours,
I am not my own person,
You have made me into a spit image of what you were,
I do not like this,
It feels as if im going crazy,
I see what you want to see,
I hear what you want to hear,
I Say What Your Thinking,
And I have No control,
I cant be me anymore,
I do things that would not have been done if it wasint for you,
Their thinking something's wrong,
What is she going to do next?
I try to handle myself,
But what of myself is there left to handle,
Its you i must handle,
My arch enemy,
I hate you,
Yet i love you when its conveinent,
Why me?
Why not me?
im just like you,
i guess,
in a twisted way,
im a sick, poor, innocent victem,
getting tortured by the mind of a villen,Just like you,
if one does not do what is told,
their will be hell to pay,
i must pay. I must pay the torturer.