Category : Poems

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The demons inside of me is what controls me. 

I wish I could take off this mask and people could see the real me.

Only the ones I really love and could trust have seen the real me.

I know I have problems but that's just me.

And if you don't accept me, then you haven't seen the real me.

Every night I could hear the demons in my head talking to me. 

NOW I SWEAR TO GOD IF HE'S EVEN REAL THAT THIS DEMON CALLED ANXIETY WILL SLOWLY DIE WITH ME........