My bed
My closet
I can't hide myself
I ran away
From the other side of myself
It's the worst side of me
I hate it
That side wants to ******
That side wants to hurt
Sometimes my heart, wants to be that side
I've hurt my best friend
I mean, it's not my friend anymore
I want to **** that side
But than I'll **** my good side too
I don't want that to happen
I have to deal with it
Keep going