My mind, I have something to tell you
Mom just died
And you killed her Justin
The bad child of the family
At least you thought
No I didn't, I thought I did
It was an overdose
It wasn't me
Ahhh Justin
Poor little you
All you do is overthink like an obsessed girl
Thinking why my boyfriend isn't texting me
Believe to Become
You can't even believe in yourself
Your social skills are horrible
True but I'm working hard getting my dreams started
I am publishing a book soon
My life will go my way
I will bend rules to my immense will
They will write stories about my characters
I will not let you win
I will win like usual
You are a poor soul, fished up
A f*ck up that no one loves
You can't even talk to a girl
Without them saying no
Is it me or her
No girl will ever love you
Where your friends Justin
Do they even miss you
Look at the photos
Why do you do this to me my mind
Like you are the only demon within heaven
The killer trying to hide from the regulars in Murder Mystery
I am not, I am your mind telling you facts about yourself
You got to stop hiding under the bed
Scared of the world outside
This campfire will bring you back
The forest will accept you
But next time you disrespect me
I will become the master
I will keep doubting your decisions mind
You are the worst of me
You judge horribly
I am made to always win
You better bring greater words next time
The Ultimate Conundrum begins
You will not win, I will leave you by the everlasting campfire
You are my negative thoughts
My thoughts will not become my actions
The Ultimate Conundrum will die out
And you will go away with it