You'll ask why,
but I don't know
It's been so long
it's the main part of me
They watch me
I watch me
I hate how I act
I hate what I say
I know I shouldn't care
I know they have no power over me
but this is more than habit
it's instinct for survival
Years of experience
have breed this bad behavior
I'm so tired
and have no right to be
Everything is better now
but my mind doesn't change
