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