Sometimes I look in the mirror
And talk to myself
But its not myself im talking to
Im talking to a person in my head
That person could be you
But its not cuz I'm still
Saying this inside my head

Not in the mirror,
But by myself in my bed
But its not always
The bed that im in
But the showerhead I'm under
Where words turn to thunder

You think it would drain out these words
But here theyre louder than ever
And they seem much more clever
Telling the person in my head
Words never left unsaid

This person inside my head
It isnt me, it isnt you
But the representation
Of what could be thousands of faces
That might find this place

It always comes out different
When i write it down
I can never repeat myself
Everything I make
Cannot be replaced
Even if i try,
It would come out different in the end
The difference between the words in my head
And whats written down with paper and pen

As im thinking right now
I know im missing so many words
The paradox inside my head
Words never left unsaid

I'll try my best to write everything down
To tell you what ive told them
The person inside my head
But theyve heard so much
Never repeat the words left unsaid

I'm not always talking to them
Sometimes its my subconscious mind
A mind of a mind of its own
Another paradox inside a paradox
Always talking, never listening
Never repeating

The person in my head
Is not a person, not a friend
I never gave them a personality
Never gave them characteristics
The person in my head
Is a person of no face
A person of a place that has no place

They dont have a voice
They never talk back
All they ever do is listen
You could try and ask
But never repeat words never left unsaid

We only ever talk when im bothered
And bothered is last night
Last night was not okay
But today is a new day
And today im okay

They say drunk words
Are sober thoughts
And if that's the case
I never want to see his face

But he never leaves
He's still here, over my bed
Threatening gestures
Right above my head
The words he said
Are no longer words inside my head
For I can never repeat
The words never left unsaid

I'm not done
But ill see you in some time
You'll never see me again
For your just a paradox
Of a person representing people
With no face, no place,
No voice to repeat
The words never left unsaid.