Id And I Poem by Sean Foxx

I calmly sit and wait, while he preaches for me to hate
This weakling should be screaming, not accepting his fate.

You would have me run amok and cause chaos in my wake.
Its better than not doing anything, I'd be free of your lesser traits.

But I have the strength of will in me, much to his distaste.
I can wait till your on the edge, a gentle push is all it takes.

Never can I give into Id, for he's the enemy in me.
Never will I leave for I am forever inside you see.

And there you'll stay, safely locked away, hidden from sight and sound.
Like I said before, I can wait to escape, and blur your moral right and wrong.