I am stalked by evil me.
Always watching, constantly sneering.
"Give in and let me,
Take control it won't hurt."
I almost want to give in.
To surrender to the stereotypes.
They expect much worse.
They want me to dabble in drugs.
They want me to fornicate.
But i refuse, and opt for the high road.
I want to be above
Uninfluenced by what surrounds me.
Sometimes I just want to let go.
To be wild and free
With no knowledge of consequences,
But I know these are false hopes.
I am stalked by evil me,
it is fighting for control.
But lately its getting stronger,
I won't stop fighting.