I feel I'm distracted.

I see that I'm split.

I reel at reactions, control my infractions, and look for that troublesome bit.

Uncomfortably watching.

This shadow inside.

At once never pausing, this trouble I'm causing, this self that I perfectly hide.

It seems it is growing

I no longer see

I keep it from showing, but suddenly knowing, this devil is I, is us, is We.