Ego Trip

I can hear a voice through the static, white noise and blinding light
My mind is so erratic, and my thoughts are not my own.

I can see a face in the mirror, staring back at me with bloodshot eyes
An expression filled with mounting horror, as I start to realise.

There is a voice inside me, no one can hear, that speaks to me in tongues
Like a devil on my shoulder, it whispers in my ear, telling me I don't belong.

No one knows the secrets I've buried, in the darkest corners of my mind
Or the heavy burden I've carried, for so long along.

If they knew the depth of my weakness, or the darkness that I've tried to hide
Would they see, all the agony, I've locked away inside.

So many secrets, I've hidden for so long, locked tight without a key
Each one a weakness, a symptom of the sickness, that lives inside of me.

Come take the ego trip, step inside and see
Take a chance, and lose your grip, on the self, on the I, on the me.

So be careful what you wish for, you just might lose yourself
Giving up, a little too much, slowly becoming someone else.

Some words are better left unspoken, and better left unsaid
Some doors should never be opened, some doors can never be closed again.

Now I'm nothing but a voice in the static, lost forever in the blinding light
My mind, consumed by panic, my senses overthrown.

Though I see a face in the mirror, it's an image that I do not recognise
I recoil in wordless terror, for the face I see, it is not mine.

This inner tempest, has overwhelmed my senses, and left me almost blind
It is relentless, and I have no defences, against the demons that live within my mind.

Come take the ego trip, step inside and see
Take a chance, and lose your grip, on the self, on the I, on the me.