Him
He is the one that I can't escape from
I have nowhere to hide to escape
He sees everything that I do no matter how dark it is
Nobody can hide from him, he knows all our secrets
The good, the bad, he knows
He punishes us we do something wrong
We hate the way he makes us feel, it consumes us
We can't stand to look in the mirror because he will be their judging us
In the end we must accept that he is us and we are him, our conscience that never leaves
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