Contradictions of the mind, restrictions of the one divine, arguments inside my mind and soul sometimes in which my heart has no control, the Lord talks to me in my darkest nights and with him I always choose to fight, I kind of listen when it all begins, then I end up letting the devil win, I understand now that God's in me, resting when I rest, eating when I eat, stressing when I stress, I notice this little voice inside and when I am doing wrong, the talking is the one that died and rose again to set free I realize now that God's apart of me,