You bring out the psycho in me,

the hot-tempered child in me

sending me back 15 years to crying to only obtain cravings

You bring out the psycho in me,

the cold demeanor springing out instantaneously

“Is there an icebox where her heart should be?”

the sensitive yet emotionless bitch in me

the ferocious defensive spoiled brat in me,

 

causing frostbite if they’d attempt pursuing me

while scorching them with my words,

 

You bring out the psycho in me,

performing emotional monologues in the mirror

as thinking about things isn’t merely enough,

 

You bring out the psycho in me,

the villainous cobra perched; anticipating to pounce

one choice encounter is ample to kill,

 

spending hours contemplating a plan that will

vanish within sight of you

 

You bring out the psycho in me

trying to impress,

with little to no success,

I must exceed all of your expectations

 

You bring out the psycho in me,

Your words encompass my throat

tightening with each forced breath,

 

the only release is to surpass any qualifications

itching to be the best

no menial scratch will suffice,

 

You bring out the psycho in me,

the stress induced nausea

panic flitting through my veins

 

You bring out the psycho in me,

breaking my mind and shattering my willpower

Say goodbye to coherency

you welcome my insanity

 

You are my achilles heal

the one true form of kryptonite,

bringing out my passion

while taking away any sense of ascendancy,

 

Enhancing all my faults without any serenity