My Enemy

I feel like the whole worlds against me

Posters everywhere stating that I'm the worst enemy

Whoever hurts me most wins a grand prize

Well ain't that fortunate for you guys

Who are my friends?

Because I've lost track

You'd think they'd be noticeable

But the world don't work like that

For all you know

They are all just temporary

I feel so confused

Why can't the world be clear for once

Then comes my personality 

Two diverged in one

For one I am the enemy 

The other just mislead

For one I see a bright future

The other only rocky hills ahead

The two voices killing me

Always fighting in my head

So could it be?

No, it's not even a possibility

But maybe

Just maybe

I'm my own enemy

   -Hana H. Barakat