Self-Demise
(c) a-m.m. july 10, '04

my own true psyche
frightens me
i understand it
far too well

I analyzed
And scrutinized
And in time I realised
That I was too damaged to sell

So i invented someone new,
Convinced myself that she was true,
And showed her off to all of you
And none of you could tell

That everything that you see
Is a lie I told so I'll accept me
I sold my damaged soul for free
And now can't escape this hell