Am I Good (Am I Evil)

Sometimes I see the mirror and I wear a smile,
A gentle face that’s been here for a while.
What am I, a savior or a storm?
A heart that heals or a soul that’s torn?
These hands that build, they’ve broken too,
I don’t know myself, do you?

One side whispers, “You’re made of gold,”
The other laughs, “Your heart’s gone cold.”
So tell me now, what do I see?
A evil, a man—what lives in me?

Am I good, am I evil?
An angel’s hand or the devil’s sequel?
I’m caught in the middle of dark and light,
Fighting my heart through endless nights.
Tell me who I am, who’s the real me?
A monster caged or a soul set free?

I’ve been kind when the world’s been cruel,
I’ve been the fire when the anger rules.
One moment I love, the next I burn,
One step forward, another U-turn.

The voices clash like a violent war,
I’m on a line that splits the core.

One side whispers, “You’re made of gold,”
The other laughs, “Your heart’s gone cold.”
So tell me now, what do I see?
A evil, a man—what lives in me?

Am I good, am I evil?
An angel’s hand or the devil’s sequel?
I’m caught in the middle of dark and light,
Fighting my heart through endless nights.
Tell me who I am, who’s the real me?
A monster caged or a soul set free?

Is the monster me, or the man I fight?
Or are we both pieces of the same night?
If I break apart, will the truth survive?
Can I live in peace with both alive?

I don’t need to hide, don’t need to fear,
The evil and man, they both live here.
Maybe the good is born from the bad,
And the light comes through when the dark’s been had.

Am I good, am I evil?
An angel’s hand or the devil’s sequel?
I’m caught in the middle of dark and light,
Fighting my heart through endless nights.
Tell me who I am, who’s the real me?
A monster caged or a soul set free?