Each day is a battle
A battle with myself
Between the two clashing minds
Connected to one beating heart

We are in binary opposition,
Like those who cry out for peace, and others for war.
Conflict arises in between unexpectedly,
the “Groundswell”
oh the “Groundswell”
          increases
     
I am left inert but with a choice
For only one of the two can survive
And this is no reciprocating relationship
So I choose and do well

  You absorb me like a leech
and tarnish my life
So with a hatchet off you will go.
As I say, “Ne'er do well”
“Ne'er do well”

Your stubbornness is overwhelming
As the green withers tie around me, constricting me inside
But like Samson I shall break free
As I finally say, “Farewell”
“Farewell”