There is a monster in my head
He whispers
Filling my brain with cobwebs
Making it impossible to think
You coward
He whispers
It echoes around the
Hollow
Cave that is my head
I was so empty
Yearning to be filled
he came to my rescue
Filling me with new thoughts
You are ugly
I try to tell the difference between
Our voices
But we sound so similar
Is it my voice protesting
Saying I’m beautiful
Or is it his
A lie whispered through
Cracked lips
You should eat less
Maybe thats his
but it sounds like good advice
So I’ll do it anyways
Everyone despises you
is that mine
She’s just toying with you
It sounds so true
Pills are so pretty
Why don’t I take some more
Maybe then you’ll be pretty
The white might bleach my skin
Pretty pinks
Will fill you with
Joy
Yellow will give me sunshine and
Happy days
You shouldn’t eat that
I should stay in bed
No one comes to see you anyways
Lie
So they they won’t feel obligated to
Fake concern
Because
I am worthless
I am ugly
I am wrong
I am the monster
And the monster is me