by Craig Davis

Created on: July 23, 2009   Last Updated: July 31, 2009

my love is your hate, my happiness is your sorrow.

When my weakness prevails your strength fights within me,

What am I to do, as I look into the mirror it is you who I see.

Who are you I ask, because you surely can't be me.

Then again who am I standing on the outside looking deep within my soul.

My conscience should be my exterior because it is he who is truly bold.

When I tell myself yes, you always seem to tell me no.

When I say I'm going to leave it is you who always says no.

If I get it all wrong, who I do confess, when you already have a clue,

How am I to explain my actions, when I am not responsible, if it's you?

Two separate beings we are, although no one seems to see,

My conscience was in control all along, and you thought that it was me.

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