It's like.

It's like there's bad things
and things we fear -
We call them devils.

And there's us that's all on our mission,
trying to fight them our own way.
Alone, together. Internally, externally.

If there's such a devil, there's a reason why it's there.
We can try and probably win fighting it, but...

It's in me, and I feel a little helpless.
Like I know it's wrong and I don't want to think that way, yet the thoughts keep coming.
It's a war.

But a war will always have the winning side. How can I lose if I know what I need to know?



Do I sound schizophrenic? I probably do. =/

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