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Monsters in my head
The white barrels don't always help,
Instead the Monsters cause me my own personal hell.
I wish I wasn't this way,
I wish once in a while,
I could actually feel okay.
I played with Alice in Wonderland,
I lived with the wolves,
And I faced the red queen.
The Monsters in my head beg me to stay with them,
But I know the truth,
I know that they want to hurt me.
The white barrels aren't always my friends,
And I know this because they told me so,
I've faced the red queen,
And I won against the Jabbawaki.
The white barrels aren't my friends,
And one day they'll follow me to the end.
Instead the Monsters cause me my own personal hell.
I wish I wasn't this way,
I wish once in a while,
I could actually feel okay.
I played with Alice in Wonderland,
I lived with the wolves,
And I faced the red queen.
The Monsters in my head beg me to stay with them,
But I know the truth,
I know that they want to hurt me.
The white barrels aren't always my friends,
And I know this because they told me so,
I've faced the red queen,
And I won against the Jabbawaki.
The white barrels aren't my friends,
And one day they'll follow me to the end.
Published 4th Sep 2017
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4th Sep 2017 4:39am
4th Sep 2017 6:01am
6th Sep 2017 6:40am
You put your own unique vibe on a topic that is very relatable, you made it fresh
