i'm tired of all you brainless
heartless cowards
yeah you hid behind curtain
because your never certain
you'll get away with  it

but you got no power
i've seen more strength
in a ******* a flower
so hide behind your curtain

because i'll  run the show

"your pretty much nothing"
well that wasn't very nice
"i'm not here to be nice i'm here to do my job"
and that is?
"telling you what your doing wrong"

and i can't be mad that my conscience is doing its job
and maybe i need to do a better job of doing mine
but its hard
i'm in a constant state of being frozen
my head is frozen
but my bodies animated
trying to distract you

and as much as i try
these dark thoughts won't leave
and ive considered
pushing my wardrobe to long sleeves

but this cant be
i've always been happy
denail
i've always made others happy
i wish i could just make everyone happy
i'm doing great at my job
your failing at it
i'm failing at it

i can't even talk to people without my conscience
budding in
and maybe this is just a punishment
for all that i've so called "sinned"

but conscience please give me a break
i don't want today
to end up
my death date

some people use they're mind
as a way to escape reality
i use reality
as a way to escape my mind

my mind is a prison
its always with me
its like my thoughts aren't mine

i can move from someplace to another if something in real life bothers me
but my mind and thoughts
i can't escape
and i'm afraid that if i could
its to late