Who's better to judge me than me?

I look at the mirror and heave a sigh

Every part of me I take in and revile

To the voices in my head, I comply

Wiping my tears, I put on a smile

 

I can feel their scrutinizing eyes 

Analyzing every deep detail

But of course not more than the eyes

Of the inner dark demon

 

So to become better, I'll strive

Every drop of blood and tear devoted

But before the start, intrusion arrives

And I lose all mere motive 

 

I fight the war inside my head

The voices I try to ignore

I work myself till I feel dead

Nothing I do feels enough, though

 

Yet again, by nightfall

I'm back to the start

Surprisingly, louder are the calls

More brain-twisting the songs

 

I, again, look at the mirror 

Sullen and somber, I heave a sigh feeling empty

"I'll never be free", I let out a cry and decide

Knowing Who’s better to judge me than me?