There's a monster that lives in my head
He taunts me and teases
Draining the colour from the day
Makeing every sound so loud and close
Engulfing and suffocating
He tells me the world is against me
And my friends all hate me
That I'm a burden and ruin the fun
The monster twists inside my head
Making me dizzy and faint
He repeats everything I say and do
Convincing me that it's all wrong
Convincing me that I've upset people
And offended
He tells me stories from years ago
Stories about me
Stories that I should be ashamed of
Making me worry about the past, present and future
When he's at his worst
He makes everything blur
My heart beats out of my chest and I can't breath
He's strangling me and my legs give way
My hands no longer work and I can't speak
I feel defeated
But I won't let the monster win
Fighting him to catch my breath
To slow my heart
I wont give in
I'm stronger than he is
I wont let him **** the colour out of every moment of everyday
I'll push away the clouds he creates
Maybe he'll never die,
but I'm sure as hell he won't win!
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 4:48 PM UTC
There's a monster that lives in my head
He taunts me and teases
Draining the colour from the day
Makeing every sound so loud and close
Engulfing and suffocating
He tells me the world is against me
And my friends all hate me
That I'm a burden and ruin the fun
The monster twists inside my head
Making me dizzy and faint
He repeats everything I say and do
Convincing me that it's all wrong
Convincing me that I've upset people
And offended
He tells me stories from years ago
Stories about me
Stories that I should be ashamed of
Making me worry about the past, present and future
When he's at his worst
He makes everything blur
My heart beats out of my chest and I can't breath
He's strangling me and my legs give way
My hands no longer work and I can't speak
I feel defeated
But I won't let the monster win
Fighting him to catch my breath
To slow my heart
I wont give in
I'm stronger than he is
I wont let him **** the colour out of every moment of everyday
I'll push away the clouds he creates
Maybe he'll never die,
but I'm sure as hell he won't win!
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