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I feel like a fool laying in my bed opened eyes,  my thoughts are sad
I am blaming insomnia but that's not what's keeping me awake
            It's the thought of you
Your gorgeous smile, your deep green eyes
        running through my head
          You are calling me baby
        but do you really mean it?
        Overthinking, imaginating
         I am wishing I was dead
Can we make it or should we break it    before one of us gets hurt?
I am a fool a fool for your presence
    Is this a broken heart in making?
Waiting and wanting a new day
Tired of every pain that comes my way
I need a new name, a new place
I can't stand to continue looking at the same face
In such need of a new me
Just give me a sign, anything
All this pain can't be for nothing
I pray and pray and still no outcome
There's little fight left in me, in what I've become
Sometimes I feel a monster fighting to be released
The monster this world has created inside of me
A beast that need not escape
For it will destroy what's left of me
With each day pass, I feel it getting stronger
My will to defeat it becoming weaker
Sometimes I want it to win and I just quit it
All these tears makes it grow
Battle become brittle Where I want nothing but to be below
I'd escape this constant torment
What's left of me is less than one percent
This world is darkening my heart
The things I loved the most have been ripped apart
This is what it's come to be
As I start to realize that the beast, is the best of me

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