IN THREE PARTS

If only I could remove this part of me

Because I'm sure it's my worst enemy

I fear my own mind if it's even mine

Even the thought shivers my spine

Let me describe it this way, hold on

While I'll get a picture of this drawn

As I see it a "human" is in three parts

The body, brain, and soul in hearts

I know it might sound crazy but hey

Jus wait and listen to what I've to say

The body is a holster we all came in

Muscle and bone steered by the brain

My theory is that the soul came alone

It's not attached but lives on its own

My soul and brain don't get along

They both want to be equally strong

Though there's no reason to even doubt

That the brain wants the soul to get out

It tries to drown the spirit of my soul

Shoots hope down and leaves a whole

And manipulates my common sense

I'm outnumbered with a big dispense

I've got no chance to win this fight

Waiting for when I'll run out of light