to find a visitor in my head
He told me he was staying a while
then pretended to be dead
I went about my daily chores
never paying him much heed
but then he sprung to life again
and proved a pain indeed
He was always contradicting
the decisions I would make
I begged he leave my head alone
just for my sanity's sake
He laughed an evil laugh
and teased my head once more
but this time he was wicked
more wicked than before
The names that he did call me
were to awful to repeat
I started feeling really low
my heart sank to my feet
I knew I had to find a cure
to rid me of this unwanted guest
so I found myself a weapon
and shot me in the chest