My Own Worst Enemy

When I look deep I see I'm my own worst enemy Hard as it is to believe Trying my best to destroy me Most of what I think is right Packaged sweetly comes back to bite With heavy heart and heavy sigh Far too often this I find Always thinking of myself Disguised as being here to help Selfish needs for no one else As I play the cards I've dealt Like a box of squawk that talks Snake in the weeds before it's caught What you see both sold and bought Here for me, I'm thinking not Staking claim to dirty deeds Whispering this is all you need As under my thumb me I keep Who needs enemies when I have me