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My conscious knows the difference between right and wrong
The mask of my heart gives me what I long
Then there's my mind clouded with depression
Which is the one with the least of deception

The voice in my head saying she is bad
And then maybe not it's driving me mad
Do this, be that, it's the way it should be
I beg you be quiet you know that's not me

Longing so bad it tears me apart
Is what I feel when listening to my heart
She is the one surely it will last
You've steered me wrong times in the past

The powerful mind so set in it's ways
Has been my biggest battle for so many days
Logic is your guide for decisions as such
How can I survive life held in your clutch

All have taught me much and so very little
I'll take a chance, roll the dice, and choose the one in the middle