Mind of a Demon
Everybody want to know what it's like in the mind of a genius
what it's like in the mind of the fiendest
what it's like in the mind of a demon
Its ten times worse because everyday feel like you're living a curse
You're always at a loss for words
Your emotions start to hurt all at the same time
A million things always running through your mind
You don't understand the calamity of your insanity til you're in a dark room all alone
When no one's home and still hear the voices of those who've moved on and are gone
I'm not a saind I'm a sinner and the inner me doesnt want to agree that there's a demon in me
I pretend the after life is a mystery
I pretend that I'm imaginary and don't exist
Be careful what you pretend to be you may recieve your wish
I have these thoughts that no one knows exist
I always seem to ask the supreme being what is this
Why am I to be cursed to roam this earth bazurk and lost
Is this the cost of a free mind
One that isn't caged to the ides of this modern age
Or is this just the price I pay for karma back in the days in my past lives
I'm not a feline, I've lived more than nine
I know they must be filled with thieving and lying
But Im fine! Getting better can't you see
That true enlightenment is what I need
That becoming the divine is what I seek
If my life is to be filled with choas then proceed
If not, help me see the beauty in me
The beauty in the gift I have recieved
A mind is a good servant but a terrible king
I no longer want to be my own enemy...
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