They ask me if I'm fine

They ask if Im fine

so I nod and walk on

The beasts inside

they rip and roar

They howl a mournful song

and I just walk along

Their sad, sad song

I begin to sing along

And the beasties roar on

Over and over their roars and howls

Rip me up, from inside out

I find a blade

I find a way

hot tears burn my face

No im not fine

 

 

this was on a different account i had

This poem is about: 
Me

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