I’m sitting here trying to figure out a way to be loved by people...
But all they see inside me is evil
but that’s not me, that’s a demon
something covering up everything I’m feeling
last night I heard a voice
telling me I had to make a choice
to either live and wait or die and rejoice
I chose to live and wait but there were consequences
my life wouldn’t change... the pain would still be endless
I guess my decision came from my disturbed senses
Because if it came from my heart, I would have said die
That way I wouldn’t have to cry every night
And I wouldn’t have to pray that the dark would transcend
And extinguish the light
but my soul isn’t bad, I’m just in a situation of terrible fright
I wish other people could see that
but they think I’m mentally ill
addicted to drugs and pills
but that’s not true
I’m an innocent girl with a free will
confused with a world of people who want to kill.

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