Talking to Myself.

Talking with myself again
I can hear the morning rain
She loves me so, she loves me not
Try coping through the pain

Relax, I said, she means no harm
She only wants whats best
Perhaps, I said, shes preparing a feast
With the heart pumping in my chest.

She hates you, boy, she cannot love
She cares only for herself
But i hear you gave her your heart
And she leaves it on her shelf

She wont, i cannot believe your trick
I cannot believe your lies.
Then why is she saying she wants you
While she is dating other guys?

Your right, your wrong, i cannot decide
Shes the puppet masters friend
She'll play you till the strings will break
But she fixes you until the end.

Perhaps it is time to call the nurse
My head is feeling light
With one little pill, the voices will stop
And I will fall without a fight.