something inside

Its something inside that hurts
Something that weighs so much more then me
It has sprouted legs and arms that fill mine
Able no control me now make me walk and do
It gets idea's into my head and into my dreams
With out notice it can control my every mood and feeling
Sometimes it stops me from saying what i mean
Most of the time it confuses me or distracts me from life
It grows every day as it wins over another part of my body
Thriving on every fear and desire that remains
Not sure anymore which is which anymore
Was that me that said that?
This thief, this monster, it wins.