life

my life has become what you'd never want yours to be.

i spend my days in the company of a councelor
i spend my nights in the bitter cold hell that is my home
i am what many dont suspect
i tell you what you want to hear until you stop breathung down my neck
ill decieve you until i get what i want
ill make you believe what doesnt exist is actually real
ill crawl under your skin and youll never even feel
am i insane or am i a genius
or are they the same?
or are they?
your mind is my playground
ill make you question the unquestionable
and think the immaginable
ill make you just like me
or will i?