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The demons are calling me
So, I will completely see
The how the darkness is so deep
And so very steep, I'm so ing up
Completely stuck, in the deep muck
Without the ing luck, I need to survive
The dark, it's breaking my soft heart
My lost soul, is now turning cold
I'm so grateful, I never let go
And for mistakes, even though it would always break me, and tries to take me
Away from the future I have, but everybody
Makes me feel like nothing, I'm demons
Are starting to bother me.
My game, is tamed
the same thing
In my mind, but sometimes I can't find
The kind of sanity I need
And it's a problem, which I need to solve them
Being a  can stick
But it ed up and that's what sup.
I'm trash, such an outcast
Feelin lost, and what's the cost
If I'm found, with the sound
Who's wearing the crown, because I'm drowning
Going down, in the deep
Where the cliff is steeper and the reaper
With take me, and see me
Struggling to see, what it's like to be free.
Feelin like I'm trash, such an outcast
Feelin lost and what's the cost
If I'm found, with the sound
Who's wearing the crown
Because I'm drowning
Going down, in the deep
Where the cliff is steeper
And the reaper, will take me
And see me, in hell
Locking me in the cell.
Wondering why, I feel dead inside
Because I cry, wanting to be alright
And to see the light.
Not feelin worth it, so I serve them
The feelin I have, in a rap.
My vision is just sittin
Staring at my life, wishin it right.
But the sight is nice in the dark
So, I stay there, with so much care.
The pain is back again
And I don’t know why, so I try
To pick myself up, but it sucks
Feeling like this, worthless.
When I see a bruise, I feel like I lose
Everything I had.
Trying to stay strong, even tho
Nothing is wrong, but something inside
Keeps me from the fight.
I start sulking, remembering the bullies
Who had put me down and make me feel like drownin.
The impact, always just sat
The back of my mind
So, I try to dry my tears
And feel like I’m going somewhere.
Tryin to be a giver, so, others have hope
To learn to cope, but the rope,
Is saying ‘nope’, and drags me down a slope.
My heart is like fine art for the worlds new start so sweetheart
You’re not alone.
I want a fresh start but when they take my heart and tear it apart.
Please, someone save me
From the mess, before I guess
I should end it.
The pain I feel drives me insane
But I will gain power from the rain
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