I have a sick way of getting your attention.
I whisper in your ear, your dark deeds, I like to mention.
Every new experience, I remind you of your affliction,
And when you say, “That’s not me!” I play another depiction.
I keep you from people, tell you, you don’t need their interaction.
They won’t accept you anyways, based on your past transactions.
My twin and I keep you from any new junctions.
We specialize in breaking souls, reducing their primary function.
We’ll remind you everyday that the past is never erased,
and we’re diligent too, so give up your righteous chase!
Who am I?
