Mine

I thought this the place where I couldn"t be hurt. I thought this the place where i would be safe. Now I see this place Disguised with pride and smile My own Personal drug is My Own Personal torture chamber! i can't leave it's not like i want to a little praise hee and torture upon my very soul everywhere. It's not all my fault for They have had years to perfect Their Poison. The Poison which i beg for like a child! i was meant to love this. Thrown into it as a little girl it has taken me five years to realize that this torture chamber, to unmask it and realize that the shining of its parts and the foundation of this place is a trap! i thought this the place i would be safe i thought this the place i couldn't be hurt. It's all on the inside! That's Their trick i am beaten and druised and left to die. It;s all on the inside that's why i stand here. For now it seems They are done. i am done. So I stand here beaten and  bruised and begging like a child for my poison.