The monster inside my head makes me think such vicious thoughts But the thing is, I kind ot agree with it. More than kind of. My insides are boiling. The anger and hate are literally eating me alive. I can't stand it. Can we not get through one day, One day withoutΒ Β me feeling this way. The monster is telling me you don't care About me in the least. I agree. But then again the monster *is me.