The pride inside, entangles my stride, the weakest link that stays by my side, cant hide this fact of this virtue I often react ambiguos ambitiousness, uncovers my viciuosness, this explains the relentlessness, cant really stop myself even if I tried, lied to many, envy shows, only the lord knows, whats in my heart, this concept blinds me I am afriad when my desperateness sparks, will nevr let myself down not intentionally, wont let a tear drop admitteningly, the inner me deep in the pit of my being cries everyday his only way to relieve stress filled pain the outer me goes on to never complain, this tough phasode is really facade of a hard exterior, my brigade berading my inner self making him feel inferior, like the outer is superior, the humility made me humble still I stumble and fall , will never crumble at all, conscince is too strong, it wont be long until the outer dies and the inner lives on a constant battle with myself, how can you seek help to help you from yourself, I know this sounds crazy but really think about what I am saying the inner me against the outer me, I am my own worst enemy,