Plagiarism is a crime
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Reason
Give me one,
For me to not leave
To not be done.
Get over it
It's just a phase
All in your head
Get out,
Have some fun.
Monsters.
Demons.
Within me.
They're the ones having fun.
Like Leach
They're sucking on me
Like their personal fund.
Bit by bit
They feast on my light,
They take over me
Become my guide.
But....?
I can see the monsters
They aren't in my head....
They speak to me
Some kick me against the lockers
As they slowly tare me down
The others hit me when mom isn't home.
They aren't among the dead
Push me to the edge
They are the ones that make me bleed.
They all choose for me
Pain.
Bruises.
Heartache.
Eveything.
Society, my life they run.
It's only fair i pick my end
When and how i wanna join the dead.
In the last moments
I saw the monsters faces,
Not one.
But all.
Dressed up in all their bling
As i tipped my head back
Swallowing the pills
I clearly heard them call me
A weakling.
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