Hypocrite's Ramblings

There are 3 guys in my brain right now and they're all fighting

They'll take my attention away from me, or die trying

Say things I gotta take back, then I look like I'm lying

But, it's either that or taking these falsehoods and complying

And I tell my friends it's okay, I don't give a fuck

So, why does any bit of criticism make me tear up

I've taken on too much in life and overflown my cup

"Older and wiser" but I'm floundering through constant screw ups-

'Cause I'm a hypocrite, I don't know when to quit

Face the world head on, but it leaves me unfit

To take care of myself, and then I start to split