Shades of me

Shades of me...
Who is this? Who am I? There isn't just one of me, the thoughts i recieve, impossible to comprehend, i cannot believe, what, or who, why am i doing this?	Who's the one you've seen??
Erik Patterson	Then there's the other sides... Whang Tu Fat	and last, me... Carnage
the normal kid you see on the outside, the one that easily becomes your friend, the one you could love, the one you confide in. the superego, the supressant of the things he doesn't want you to see. the one you know from school, just a normal kid like you, some troubles, some good times, but there's something inside him you don't know...	not necessarily the demented version of Erik, more of his "id" than anything else, easier to define as his sex drive, the one who's charisma can make you do the unthinkable, he has the "dark side" the ability to seduce all and any....of those who know whang have felt the power he has, such power too, the female's perception on sex has increased his ability to manipulate their own thoughts, to make them want, to fiend...	the one you hate, the one you fear, the one the other two can't control, when i'm in control, its me to the max...yeah that's right, maximum carnage, i'm the one that sharpens my knifes on your wrists, that plays with his guns around you, the one who'll snap and finish you without a second thought...

Shades of me...

Who is this? Who am I? There isn't just one of me, the thoughts i recieve, impossible to comprehend, i cannot believe, what, or who, why am i doing this?

Who's the one you've seen??

Erik Patterson

Then there's the other sides...

Whang Tu Fat

and last, me...

Carnage

the normal kid you see on the outside, the one that easily becomes your friend, the one you could love, the one you confide in. the superego, the supressant of the things he doesn't want you to see. the one you know from school, just a normal kid like you, some troubles, some good times, but there's something inside him you don't know...

not necessarily the demented version of Erik, more of his "id" than anything else, easier to define as his sex drive, the one who's charisma can make you do the unthinkable, he has the "dark side" the ability to seduce all and any....of those who know whang have felt the power he has, such power too, the female's perception on sex has increased his ability to manipulate their own thoughts, to make them want, to fiend...

the one you hate, the one you fear, the one the other two can't control, when i'm in control, its me to the max...yeah that's right, maximum carnage, i'm the one that sharpens my knifes on your wrists, that plays with his guns around you, the one who'll snap and finish you without a second thought...

so who am I? Erik doesn't know. the things i can do, the things i make him do, my power is overpowering and the depression he goes through makes it easier for me to come out, more carnage will show, carnage will prevail...all others will fail...the decisions i make, sometimes i don't understand what i'm doing, what i'm saying, later on i wish i hadn't, most people think that its just something normal people do, but what defines normal? what makes a person normal? surely i'm not, i was told my whole life that i'm different, never understood what it meant, but now i see the picture from a different angle, i am different, not necessarily in a bad way, maybe people are meant to be how i am, and maybe your wrong and i'm the normal one, and your the fucked up one. maybe cause it runs in our family makes it right because obviously since its made it this far the internal carnage isn't a bad thing, maybe its to show that difficulties prevail, we are the ones who overcome any adversity. nothing is able to stop us, confusion, death, loss, anything...all have failed their job, and carnage has prevailed, constant thought of the unthinkable that cannot be expressed...the sights i see, the night i lay awake because of the fear of the thoughts coming again...yet they come anyway, what's to stop it? happiness? love? they too do not last, for carnage prevails again...the hatred and evil is always present, but what makes evil but the prescence of good, without the balance of the two, one wouldn't exist, they complement each other...yet you look down at me, you think i'm the crazy, your the ones that don't realize what you're doing, you don't even know what goes on around you, not even what's going inside you, maybe the internal conflicts i face cannot be explained clearly but i understand why its there, i know why i think the way i do, see the things i see, feel the feelings i have, because i am higher than you, i exist on a level that you cannot even percieve. maybe you are more intelligent, but even the most intellgent are ignorant. the combination of my intelligence, my psychotic syndromes, my schizophrenic tendencies complete my mind because now i see what you don't. while you only see one puzzle piece i can see the whole picture in a short moment. the vision i have is far superior to yours. surely you see me and think, with your superficial thinking, his vision??? he wears glasses...but i have poor eyesight for a reason, only the blind can see feelings, but the blind cannot see what the ones with sight can. so to be the perfect combination of this is to have my eyesight reduced, with one sense compressed the others heighten. i can hear, feel, sense things that people pass by everyday, for years they wouldn't notice and i can see the first time when i choose to. but i'm being held back, there's something inside me, or an outside unknown force that is holding me back, i can feel the wall being raised in front of me, the higher i climb the higher it grows. what you believe is what you'll think, to be able to understand what i go through day by day would be impossible, the problems you face amount to nothing compared to the complex situations stuck in my head. so complex to the point where my body aches, i cannot tell what or why the situation is present, or even started...there is a reason, that's the goal i persue, to find the origin, or the purpose of my talent.