The Thing That Lies Beneath
What lies inside my mind, what's beneath?
Now its a raging beast with razor sharp teeth.
It has been locked up for quite a while.
Its about ready to come out with a smile.
It smiles because its about ready to explode.
You shouldn't have made it angry, now it'll unload.
All the whining, and yelling and complaining.
He is all that's left in me, that is sanely remaining.
And all the pressure rising to the boiling points top.
I asked you all very politely, but you wouldn't stop.
What is one person supposed to do when it won't quit?
Now its your fault that my personality made a split.
The mirror stares back so harshly and so hard.
It can look into me and see and I am scarred.
You can feel it, mutiny is in all around in the air.
This caged beast is unleashed, so all should beware.
You see I'm not sure which one is writing for you.
Take a chance, come a little closer and guess who.
Maybe you'll get the side of me that is calm and level.
If you don't, you'll see El Diablo in this risen devil.
Copyright © Chris Matt | Year Posted 2011
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