I have a devil on one shoulder

An angel on the other

I am so indecisive

Who will save me?

Fire or ice?

Who will talk sense into me?

The angel or the devil?

I am not evil

Yet I am not an angel

I find myself in a difficult situation

One which I have to protect and defend myself

How can I do that by being kind?

How will I ever be heard?

But yet how can I ever expect to get far when I am evil?

Who do I surrender myself to?

I feel an intense wave of heat stroking my body

Flames scorching my insides

My blood boiling and bubbling inside me

I hate everyone

I hate everything

It is now my time to protect myself

To be tough with myself and everyone

I feel the devil seeping rapidly through me

I am talking with the devil.