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My neighborhoods
See, I’ve got two sides of me;
a split personality;
Two neighborhoods that reside inside of me,
and they’re so sad to see,
so come along for the journey
I currently have my home inside the one which houses all my demons,
let’s go meet the worst of them
Here’s where Pride lives,
he thinks he’s huge,
but in my eyes, he’s not
He isn’t really relevant,
but he gets what he wants
Wait did you hear someone talking?
You trying to say something?
You criticizing me??
You're just a hater,
you're just jealous
you're just a traitor
I don't need you to tell us
that you think I'm prideful
well I'm not, cos my thoughts
are on display
we're done here
we’re moving on, okay?
Over there is the Forrest of Voices,
Walk in and you’ll be there for days
They love to complicate everything,
They turn something obvious into impossible,
They like to overthink every obstacle
Wait!
Should you really leave yet?
Did you get your point across?
You don't want them to forget...
You tried your hardest
you did good, move along now
Dude, you're wrong, you gotta slow down
there they go again, they are so loud
But they’re not as bad as Depression,
he’s a real Goliath, he's really trying
He feels dead on the inside
He doesn't wanna be alive
he thinks he'll never thrive
he's just barely surviving
his light isn't shining
he's looking for an escape from all of his demons
he thinks being dead is some form of relief but,
that only leads him to be sinkin deeper
His wife is Despair, yeah they make quite the pair
Her brother is Terror, a coy son of Fear
Now Fear is a real doozy, cos he's so confusing
Sometimes he's helpful, others abusing
Their neighbor is Anger,
she's in love with Terror
yeah she's an abuser,
she uses my errors
to beat me down
Similar to the Doubts
Now they're very wealthy
they gotta lotta members that live to tell me
that I should just quit
they love to tell me I'm not legit
Specifically Self Doubts,
He's a real jerk,
He always has me questioning my worth
I'm pretty sure Trust Issues is his uncle
he's gotta lotta superstitions and is always troubled
always thinkin he's the victim,
he's alone in his own bubble
Then there's Pessimism,
I can't tell if it's a person, persons, or a religion
They're so prevalent,
it's impossible to evade them,
You can smell when they're around
they give off negative ions,
they haven't an iota of what it's to think of something good,
But I don't blame them,
cos that would be Optimism,
she lives in the other neighborhood
That brings me to the other side of me
this ones more confusin,
as I often abuse it
It's where Hope lives, I wonder how she's doing...
Then there's Optimism, she's Hopes daughter
During the pandemic and turbulent elections, she was slaughtered
Expectation was her brother, he's a goner
I almost forget about Confidence,
We don’t really know him
He left along with Faith,
I wonder where they’re going...
I already mentioned Optimism before, see now she’s a ghost,
I didn’t want to bring her up,
because outta everyone here, I miss her the most,
She always cheered me up when I was alone
She tried to tell me there’s always a road
To take when things get unbearable
it’s terrible
Going down these roads
I hoped you enjoyed the tour
of what's inside my neighborhoods
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