I am a creation within your mind.
I am the words that make you walk the line.
I am the feeling, the pain you love to feel.
I am the words that confuse, but I'm still real.
I am the nonsense, that makes sense to only you.
I am the puzzle you must see, in order to start anew.
I am the being inside, that controls when you abort.
I am the puzzle you hate, but you know that you must sort.
Do you believe in life, and love for all your kind?
Do you believe they're true, the words inside your mind?
Can I make life worth living, and make you wish for death?
Can you believe my words? That "I'll be there at your last breath."
I am the voice you here, that makes you pass the test.
I am the one you hide, when you're behind the desk.
I am the voice you know, but you're too afraid to tell.
I am the one you try to fool, but I know you so well.