I feel depleted, nothing can shake how I feel,
You’re given my heart like it was some sort of deal;
I try to move on, though you’ve Injured my mind with such zeal.
Pleading for peace, just trying to heal.
Don't you get tired with all of your false assurance?
Through time you’ve sincerely attained the lesson that I am to blame,
Living a double life with another temperament playing the strings;
One where he is the angel and I the thorn in the side left with durance.
Wherever he wanders; there are reflections--two souls tirelessly led astray.
For his reflection shows the wrong path, while the other the "right;”
Both unsure of where they are…Wondering how far they might stray.
Then sings his soul, how great you are fearful child in the corner of your mind
“No!” He screams, “I’m just trying to find my shalom!”
“Fool,” his likeness seemed to say, “wake up and get out of your dome,”
Own up and realize that actions speak louder, so end this syndrome,
You might ask for change, but I gave you a bill to find your way home