I'll shut down
Creating the fumes of anger
vicious claws gripping inside me.
Desperation to conquer,
battling to control me.
It wants out to influence
the world that's around me.
And I won't let it... will I let it?
A screaming soul caused by the slashing,
only to be muffled by my concealing.
I shut it out, I shut down.
And if I don't feel at that moment,
nothing has the power to dominate me.
So I shut down, I shut down.
A sort of relief in its silence,
fought back with my claim of defiance.
Yet, its just a claim... only a claim.
And if you happen to ask me,
and if you happen to be concerning,
I'll shut down, I'll shut down.
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