Cynical and hopeful
Two very different me's
Jekyll and Hyde
Always wanting to be

One or the other
Never in the right times
Pondering over
What is the truth and what is lies

One saying they're being sincere
While the other says people don't change
This battle worn line in my head
Is all becoming so strange

As days are blurring together
And I can feel myself growing wiser
Wishing I had friends
But the fake friends only feeding the fire

That burns from a heart broken many times
Sown together just like new
Each time a little more cautious than before
As I play my heartstrings to you

The melody of a hero
Who is often lost in the ones she saves
They rise up with good intentions or bad
While she slowly sinks into the grave

There is balance in everything
This I know is true
But the Jekyll and Hyde inside of my mind
Makes it so tiring to argue

I want to be heard
I want to be understood
But even if you were listening
It would do us no good

Cynical believing the world will never change
Yet hopeful in the golden rule
As the Jekyll and Hyde inside of my mind are fighting
Maybe it is I who is the fool