In Disguise Part 2
This brain is a killer.
I've become a puppet to my own thriller.
Once, I had the control.
Now, fear consumes my soul.
And I've yet to find the right costume ...
Not even a changing room could be a refuge ...
I was wired, told what to do.
I ran for my life, only to be more confused.
Turn off the lights. End the show.
This isn't what was intended or written.
She isn't the character that I wrote.