I am, my own best friend,
Even though I so do hate myself.
I am my only solace,
even though I put myself on a shelf.
I don’t want to be this way,
but the duality became a part of life.
I never meant this road,
but the side trips have been nice.
And when we sit on the edge of what we know,
and what we always leave behind,
we gotta always try to know,
that our own self can be the most unkind.