The demon inside
The demon inside tryna break
never had real friends they fake
my body acts like I’m possessed
turns out I’m severely depressed
me writing this helps me express
Emotions are broken
I’ve spoken not even potions
can fix my broken emotions
i wanna make songs
im done smoking out of bongs
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