My Own Universe
I take criticism, I take pain, I take risks.
Was it worth it? Why tries so hard?
I can't control my self, my brain is contagious.
Too much pain, too much thoughts.
Worthless feelings, now my heart just as a piece of clay.
My own universe,
But I can't! I can't define it, I can't define my self.
It's a loss mess, so don't you enter it yourself.
I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't stop. I consumed.
So get away from me.
My own universe, is my hell loop.
It felt like an eternity. I can't escape from it.
Demons, they're like diseases.
Oh trust me, they already ripping me off.
My arms is calling me.
Just one cut, one pain will disappear
Just another one, I could erase another pain
And just the right cut, criticism will no longer be with me.
And just that last cut, my own universe has been spared.
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