That red eyed freak.

That red eyed freak sings to me in my sleep.
Just to let me know,
That I am not cured.
I am not getting better.
I'm only getting sicker.
With every bit of hope I hold.
Is only making me weaker,
My strength is gone.
The trust I had in God,
Has left my side.
It feels like his left my side.
How can I see the light at the end,
When there are only candles along the way.
When the path only ends in black.
It's hard to know you can never, be yourself.
To be the freak you know,
You're nothing like.
Hiding behind that fake voice and fake body.
That red eyed freak,
Always reminds me.
He always ruins my day.
Kill the little bit of joy I have.
He kills me,
He thinks I'm better off dead.