In fairly recent years
I've been at peace with a great foe
My body had been calmed
But that ended months ago
I'm not sure if for reason
Or for continuity
But one thing is for certain
That thing just isn't me
It gets angry and feels jealous
It gets vengeful and depressed
I've tried to keep it dormant
I've tried my very best
But it won't listen to reason
It won't obey me anymore
I will not stand for treason
It has betrayed me, this means war
I cannot be arrogant
And this I recognize
This foe is not a stranger
It's time I strategize
My fingers are my assets
My most impervious stronghold
No bodily intervention
Relaying only what they're told
I hold command over my words
I control what comes out
But it's mastered sabotage
And sprinkles words with doubt
To liberate my face
Will be the goal of my first front
But my body will fight back
Its efforts I must stunt
I'll reinforce the arms
Then swiftly take the feet
That should take its influence
But still, it won't be beat
For when I control the outskirts
I'll fight it at its heart
Just one will be left living
The other torn apart
I must warm up for battle
Prepare to make my stand
The sleeping giant rises
Rebellion is at hand