The Other Me

Don’t blame it on me I gave you a warning It was clear to see I don’t intend on hurting people It just sorta happens It’s like a skill trait Or a debate They all see but no clappin Everyone around me is hurt in a way Say i ignored you Or called you dumb Or said throw your shoes away I’m not sure what makes me do it If it's something deep inside But i can stop Just need to prove it So I dig until it hides I know him I can tell you who it is It’s some other me I promise I can tell by his- Hm what was i saying Confused loss of thought Is this a game that i’m playing? Am I a christian? For a second I sorta thought I was praying Like I looked up to see the foot of my bed. Not only that But it wasn’t I It was some other me instead Did I hit my head? Because the other me is laughing And not at something else But it is pointed directly at me He’s sad Crying He doesn’t even seem happy The laughter was fake A cover of some sort But it wasn’t fake at all It’s his crutch His support