I Have Two Sides (Which One Is Right?)

If you please, call me crazy

But I have two sides, ever constantly at battle with each other

(You're telling me) Whispers in my brain

In my heart, telling me things that otherwise would never come to mind

Conversing with me when things go wrong

"(She's a b***h) She's my mom."

"(You shouldn't trust them) But I do."

(You should listen to me more)

"Who are you?" (You)

But really, what am I to do?

I can't muffle her voice, can't cast away her being

I don't know what caused her, this other voice inside my head

Always, always having an opinion on everything

And always having it said.

I want freedom from her murmurs

(Oh please, I'm trying to make you free)

But how the hell am I supposed to trust something.... that speaks to me?

Yet has no form? (I do, it's you)

What is she, this... voice?

Always pursuading me to do things

Nothing sinister, not yet

But things I'd rather not do, things I'd never think to do

(Because you're a coward) "And you're the brave one?  Or are you just wild?"

(I run on the wild side, it's much more fun.)  But I'm not having fun.

I'm always in a battle with my mind, unsure what to do

Who is she?  Who am I?

Is she really a voice, another being totally inside my brain?

Or is she the true me, the one I want to be

The one I created.... the one I want to become

Is she me?  Am I her?

(I'm a part of you.)

I'm only starting to accept that.