Demons self.

Dear self, do you like inflicting all this pain on yourself
Or do you enjoy this hell, having to satisfy the demons telling you
that the dear future that you dream is a waste of time.
That you’re the reason for all your family's pain.
All your struggle was for vain.
Going thru the world like the first chapter of a
book as the main.
Your little friend from childhood in your brain.
reminding you that this place doesn´t need trash.
Everyone making you feel like black ash.
Not needing this ignorance, you escape.
With that impulsive state of mind.
You seek out, for the love, affection and trust you need.
You pretty much died, before you even were born.
Having your life planned out for you, not knowing what to do.
But instead put on a fake smile.
Showing people your fake happy self, why go the extra mile.
Are you afraid of everyone judging you for who you are?
For being unique or are you the weakling you´re getting called.
Committing suicide isn´t an option because
your life right now and then wouldn´t be different.
So, should we just do it?
And have a finish.

N M A

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