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You tell me that you’ve met that side of me that I despise

I need no more doubt                                                                                           You have fed my demons                                                                               And called me names like pretentious, dishonest, a liar.                                        But I agree with you because I don’t know how I feel. My subconscious is often too An enemy, that you tell me you’ve met

Maybe I no longer want to talk because you make that side of me real and not just a paranoia . I am still stuck because I can’t tell

You make me question my entire integrity, which has always been a strong point, 

Second guessing myself is a weakness of mine which you feed, 

I will be honest because I am not wise enough to fix these parts of me. All you should know is that I want to. But it has spoken to the destructive makeup of my mind