There's a devil in me, stay awhile you will see. It speaks of jealousy & depravity, wouldn't you like to know it? I keep it caged & entertained. It tells me what it thinks. The thrill of interchangeable pleasure & pain, never know whether it's me or him. Do I know anything beyond this charade, or am I locked in my own dilemma? It makes me sick & bids me to live, I'm the devil that says, "Empathy, my pet!"