If you have to become your enemy to defeat him, what have you really won?

Small Dose of Poetry (It's been a long time)

My pen and pad said they're sad because I've been neglecting them lately
So I'm hoping they've still got love, I mean, I'm hoping they don't hate me
And if I'm lucky enough, I can use these words to recreate me
And instead of heading down this road to nowhere,
I can retrace my steps down that path and become who I was once destined to be