Conscience

I seek myself in evry tide and turns 

Search myself in evry face whch I see

Reflections reflections,thy r my reflections.

Devil,Innocent,Pious,Jealous,Trusty,Nasty

Piercing me in bubbles,

Smtyms trampled, Smtyms worn as lace,

War and Peace,No no ,not Tolstoy,

Its me,Its me..

Perhaps each one of me, on behalf of each,

Marching to final destination,bt d roads are vague

And here it goes...tug of war ...

an open mind with different views dominating each othr

Creation Creation whr s d creation,

All around it seems like cremation...

I m scared bt I fyt ,I hate myself bt I admire 

I show I m d happiest,bt I knw I m fake

Somwhr I seek myself,in my subconscious mind

Finally I got myself in my conscience 

Reflections,Reflections,thy r my reflections..