The Real Me

I hate the way you look at me.

The way you smile and turn away.

All I can do is watch aimlessly.

because I know your the 

demon inside of me.

 

I can't escape you.

The dark is real.

every time I look

I find you near.

 

I am trying to run away,

but you always get in the way!

Please let me be

because I don't want you here.

 

I try to run so far

but you always find me in the dark,

I know I can't scape you,

or run away from you,

no matter how much I fear,

your the demon inside of me 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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