A demon
That's what they think of me
A damaged creature in humanity
Yet they hurt me a thousand times
And never apologize
For the knives in my back
They think they understand my mind
But never have they tried to
Listen, or put themselves in my shoes
They tell me not to fake tears
Fake feelings
Yet every drop was real
Hope they feel it
To be blamed for something
Blamed for failing
Blamed for unspoken vows
Untold words
On the tip of my lungs
I'm screaming
Harsh is all I remember
And the way they leave
Is always the same
A few sips of beer
And some moments of doubt
Are the perfect mix
To turn rain into drought
They say I'm not a victim
But what have I done
To be the murderer
Of a story I wrote
With broken glass of a mirror?
I bled for 730 days
But I'm still breathing
The toxicity of humans
Who see me as a demon
Harsh is all I remember
And the way they leave
Is always the same
A few sips of beer
And some moments of doubt
Are the perfect mix
To turn rain into drought
Two dead bodies
Lying under one ceiling
One wanting to dream
The other to stop dreaming
Goodbyes heal the nightmares
Goodbyes hurt the one feeling
Goodbyes were much harder once
On the stubborn demon
Goodbyes were harder once
On the stubborn demon