Enter the mind of a man torn in two- One of the twelve, but is destined to do What the black heart of a person can feel When he follows what he sees to be real His eyes say He already knows My resentment now grows I know what I must do- To thine own self be true I know You are who You say that You are Branded a traitor I feel very far My mind and my heart don't appear to agree This is what causes my hectic quandry I'll always regret what I'm choosing today I realize that you love me anyway Trapped - but as hard as I try Can't continue this lie Hang - from the limb of a tree I just gotta be. . . me