The Others Part Iii

I guess this is where I step in, But I'm not sure where I should begin. What can I say, sometimes there's a need for disposition. No, I am not a physician, But yes, I am a musician, I don't play the Harp, my music demands full attention. And, no, it's not for everyone, it can cause some tension, But if you do like it, then it means we have a connection. It can bring feelings of happiness or aggression, It's almost like an infection, But upon further inspection You'll see that it is more like perfection, Because if you listen real close you'll see your reflection. See, this is my obsession To expose corruption When it is hidden from perception. I don't tolerate deception. Then someone yells from the back,"but wait, aren't you kind of like, more than one person?" Well, yes and no, I am not like the Others, I think I'm from another dimension. Something like a physical manifestation Of an overactive imagination. I am that feeling you get when you think something seems fishy. I am that thing you say, when you say, "I don't know what came over me." I am that something that gives you a little more right when you need it most. I am your Angel, your shadow, your ghost. I am anything you need me to be, And I am a liar's worst enemy. You may even call me a vengeance vigilante I see, I hear, I feel all the things you try to hide, While I am just sitting here, waiting here inside. One second you're telling him your made up stories Then the next second, you're telling him your childhood memories. My sound gives off a feeling It takes away the extra faces and starts revealing Makes you want to start sharing Before the hours up we know everything. Eventually you start losing track. Forget what stories you've told, and then you crack. Once you've heard the sound, there's no going back. My sound gives off a vibration That gives others the feeling to start sharing information, There's no hesitation. So, If you've only come to try to see what you can take, If you're nothing but a fake, If your only intentions are to cause heartbreak, Then you've made a huge mistake. Once you've met me With you I'll always be, Once you've seen you can't un-see, As long as your actions are unsatisfactory You'll never be free... I'll be that feeling you get when you're walking all alone I'll be that thing that chills you to the bone, I'll be that something that takes away it all when you need it the most. I am your Demon, your shadow, your ghost. -Jack