published on: 2017-12-06 04:13:45
You can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that doesn’t
I cannot fight for myself, but for others, I could kill
I am destroying myself so other people can’t and it’s
I exist too much, I feel too much, I think too much. Reality
You wear a mask for so long, you forget who were beneath
The monsters were never under my bed. Because all the monsters