My demons tell me to close my mouth
or else they'll come out
I haven't spoken a word
writing down everything is much safer
I've seen people question my existence
telling me if I lie everyday
Who's the real me
What's your name
I have multiple versions of myself
I'm always someone else
depending who you are
What's your name
I don't have a age
Its just my soul
I'm only a ghost
I'm the monster under your bed
The real me lies inside my head
She watches tv all day
I Plug in a charge to my wrist
for tomorrow's energy
I spit out fire when I'm angry
I tell my demons to be quiet or out
They'll have to move somewhere else
I've spoken almost about everything
Now everyone is scared to be my friend