Victim of the mind
I'm a victim of the mind.
Trapped on the inside.
My thoughts swim around
To this pain I am bound.
Help me be okay.
Because cold and still I don't want to lay.
You don't know how it feels to have these scars that don't seem to mend
You don't know how it feels like to be a blade's best friend.
Alone in this world I have found comfort in my sorrow.
Excuse me , would you happen to have some happiness I can borrow?
Without love. Without hope.
Without a smile , tears are all I know.
I tried to reach all I could be,
But the monsters inside me won't set me free.
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