MONSTER

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Hey,

I wish I could tell them the truth,

I wish I could never lie about you.

I just do not want them to look at me the way I look at myself.

I can never expose you,

Because you are my tormentor.

You are the loudest voice inside of my head,

Telling me to do the worst things to myself.

I can not talk about it,

love is just dead inside of me,

you tell me we are one and the same.

But I have no choice than to keep it to myself.

I tend to scream,

cause there is no other escape than to the Monster in me.

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