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My minds like a hotel, but with no pay Stay as long as ya like Or even just a day So the first day I opened up this guy happy came to town he wanted to crash and stay around He stayed a while and became real known But By the time I was 12 this guy depression walked right in I put him a room in the back Only to see him come attack He liked to say stuff And get real rough I closed up shop We were all asleep late one night And depression called up his bud Useless fright, People knew him as anxiety And then He made a call to society The rules, the dress codes, everything He preached about weight and what clothes to bring So I wake up and open up shop to see two people waiting for the doors to unlock. Guess who... Anxiety and society, oh no not you too I give them a room in the back And my head gets filled with this crap You’re Fat, ugly, and stupid society screams While anxiety whispers in my ear, for-filling his schemes. After that happy checks out Happy says “I didn’t know they would bring such doubt” Uh oh Here we go Hotels falling real fast Because of their schemes and screams Ding ding There goes the door Oh jeez not one more Hey I’m isolation he said I give him a room keeping him fed They all join forces making it tough Always making life rough Ding **** I open the door Without saying anything he skids the floor Hey dude that’s no ok I didn’t do it he lies and starts to say So I guess you’re lies I look him in the eyes No I’m truth he goes on Wow your completely wrong Pick a room I don’t care Have fun remember to share I’m so tired I sit in my chair This hotel is in disrepair I turn 13 years old Nothing but the Same old same old But then knock knock Who are you? Well I’m self harm how’ do you do? Take a room in the back Rooms we lack I close the door only to here Ding ding I open up Uh oh he looks tough Suicidal thoughts is the name And trust me don’t get in my way So rest of the year life is bad and that’s when it happens it gets real sad Suicidal thoughts calls up his brother Suicidal actions shows up and gets a room So thats when the hotel shakes she did it! They yell, this has to be fake They all run out leaving the rooms trashed Uh oh she’s gonna crash Fast forward to the morning we wake up wait what? I thought we were dead! They are all gone but they left their stuff I end up in a hospital for a month I get much better and now Their stuff it’s still left behind But I only let in the kind Happy, fun, hope, and love Everyone else just gets a shove My minds hotel all repaired And now I know now people really do care
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 9:38 PM UTC
My minds hotel
My minds like a hotel, but with no pay Stay as long as ya like Or even just a day So the first day I opened up this guy happy came to town he wanted to crash and stay around He stayed a while and became real known But By the time I was 12 this guy depression walked right in I put him a room in the back Only to see him come attack He liked to say stuff And get real rough I closed up shop We were all asleep late one night And depression called up his bud Useless fright, People knew him as anxiety And then He made a call to society The rules, the dress codes, everything He preached about weight and what clothes to bring So I wake up and open up shop to see two people waiting for the doors to unlock. Guess who... Anxiety and society, oh no not you too I give them a room in the back And my head gets filled with this crap You’re Fat, ugly, and stupid society screams While anxiety whispers in my ear, for-filling his schemes. After that happy checks out Happy says “I didn’t know they would bring such doubt” Uh oh Here we go Hotels falling real fast Because of their schemes and screams Ding ding There goes the door Oh jeez not one more Hey I’m isolation he said I give him a room keeping him fed They all join forces making it tough Always making life rough Ding **** I open the door Without saying anything he skids the floor Hey dude that’s no ok I didn’t do it he lies and starts to say So I guess you’re lies I look him in the eyes No I’m truth he goes on Wow your completely wrong Pick a room I don’t care Have fun remember to share I’m so tired I sit in my chair This hotel is in disrepair I turn 13 years old Nothing but the Same old same old But then knock knock Who are you? Well I’m self harm how’ do you do? Take a room in the back Rooms we lack I close the door only to here Ding ding I open up Uh oh he looks tough Suicidal thoughts is the name And trust me don’t get in my way So rest of the year life is bad and that’s when it happens it gets real sad Suicidal thoughts calls up his brother Suicidal actions shows up and gets a room So thats when the hotel shakes she did it! They yell, this has to be fake They all run out leaving the rooms trashed Uh oh she’s gonna crash Fast forward to the morning we wake up wait what? I thought we were dead! They are all gone but they left their stuff I end up in a hospital for a month I get much better and now Their stuff it’s still left behind But I only let in the kind Happy, fun, hope, and love Everyone else just gets a shove My minds hotel all repaired And now I know now people really do care
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KingOfTheAsylum
16/Non-binary
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 9:38 PM UTC
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