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The Real Monster
  
  This is all I feel; don’t you understand?
  I’m not in pain, I can’t begin to comprehend
  My heart does not bleed
  That’s why I have this need
  To hear the sound in your voice
  As you so blatantly plead
  “Oh please save me
  I’m this monster inside
  My heart is breaking
  I just want to die”
  The words are so good
  They bring me my joy
  But I don’t get how
  you can’t possibly see
  The only real monster,
  is the nothing in me
  For it craves to be filled
  It jabs and it cuts
  And It begs you to speak
  It asks you now, tell me
  
  It waits for you, to confess your sins
  You believe me a preacher
  You believe me a friend
  But if only you knew
  You bleed because of me
  This pain you feel inside?
  It would be gone if I just let you be
  But I would never let you go
  I need you,
  And in a way you need me
  A person like you isn’t okay if left be
  You desire the attention
  Just as I desire your pain
  You want me to hurt you
  You enjoy our sick game
  Because the only thing you have
  Is your title as a martyr
  And the only thing I require
  Is your will not to bother
  But still you cry
  You cry in my arms
  You beg me tell you
  What have you done wrong?
  Oh darling, how you haven’t realized
  There’s nothing wrong with you
  You don’t really want to die
  This is the sickness of our generation
  A pain rooted in our chests
  But still you’re too stupid to notice
  I do not have this
  You are filled with sorrow
  But I am nothing but hollow
  You beg to be saved
  To be whisked away from your pain
  You feel you’re a monster
  For being nothing but human
  You think your heart is breaking
  Because It’s feeling what it should
  And you say you want to die
  Before you’ve even seen the good
  I would take something over nothing
  Any of my days
  I would take feeling like a monster
  Over loving your pain
  Because, I don’t get how
  You can’t possibly see
  The only real monster,
  is the nothing in me
   

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