Just random words written on paper
They don't mean a thing
Or they mean the world
Is that really my mind
Or just my imagination

"I have this... weird feeling for you.
You wanna know how I call it?
Hate.
I hate you.
I really really really hate you.
I hate hate hate you."
I say as I break the mirror.

I’m that monster under your bed
You fear me
Or you want me
Don’t worry
I only hurt the ones that want me
So just fear me
You’d be better off

You know that feeling
Hiding behind your make up
Wanting to cry
But then your mascara will be ruined
Don’t show emotions
Don’t show your pain
Act strong
Nobody will try to look trough that layer of    
make up anyways