theres a demon that lives in you
sometimes quiet sometimes its screeching
its unpredictable and dangerous
sometimes its too late to see the happiness its been leeching
its evil and strong
makes you think that inside of you is something inherently wrong
you fear this beast
you dont trust it in the least
because its lies and tricks
makes you feel fine then makes you feel sick
its drives you mad
drives you insane
because you come to realize
its a part of your own brain
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
theres a demon that lives in you
sometimes quiet sometimes its screeching
its unpredictable and dangerous
sometimes its too late to see the happiness its been leeching
its evil and strong
makes you think that inside of you is something inherently wrong
you fear this beast
you dont trust it in the least
because its lies and tricks
makes you feel fine then makes you feel sick
its drives you mad
drives you insane
because you come to realize
its a part of your own brain
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