Cognitive Dissonance

It has turned my soul into a ravaged battleground, my utter inability to form a stable personality or pattern of behaviors continuing to lead me to destruction. I can see the right in the wrong and the wrong in the right but I can't figure out what my own opinion is. I have a tragedy of experience and a comedy of character. have multiple views, all clashing against one another and turning me against myself, leaving me frustrated and confused. And it heats as it cools and it brings it to a freezing broil inside as demands suddenly begin to mount. "What do you think?" And I should know by now, but I don't. "What do you want?" And I should know by now, but I don't. And I just want to shriek at the top of my lungs, because if I didn't have a name, I would have no idea who I was.