There is no hiding how I feel
A way to mask what isn't real

My perfection, your demise
What we are, isn't wise

If we fall, down this *****
I'll force myself, not to choke

Fear and anxiety, rushing through me
Tempting my morphed reality

I swear that I'm fine,
You think that I'm worth it

****, I wish you could see
What lies behind is a monstrosity

I'm psychotic, I feel it
I'm demonic, I dream it

Help me, help me, help me
I wished for no feelings
No feelings at all

Help me, help, help me,
help us all