Me and Myself

Siting, Standing, right beside me,
Always there, Always hurting.
"Your a bitch."
"No one likes you!"
"No one gets you;"
"Cause your a Freak!"

Why is she here, Why is she there,
Flying, Circling around my head.
"Did I ever mention how ugly you are?"
"Your violent,"
"Irritable,"
"And never stop complaining;"
"BRAT!"
"Spoiled Brat! Your family is right!"

When its just me and myself,
Shes Always here, Always there Pitchfork in hand.
"Why do you live to help others?"
"That is such a stupid goal!"
"One, your no good at it,"
"Two,"
"What have people ever done for you?"

"They pick you last,"
"Shut you up,"
"Tell you whats right and whats wrong."
"Oh yeah, they tell you your wrong."
"So why bother helping others?"

Why is she here, Always Always here,
Why is she right? Why am I Always Wrong?