I'm demented I'm brokenI am a twisted human A sad excuse of an existenceAll I ever do is hurt othersI am a threat to the human raceA repressed strength that comes out at the worst timesAnger, guilt and fearLaughing at the sight of others painHurting others is all I can doAll I'm capable offI don't want toBut I'm weakI'm not strong enough to fight the demons in my headIt's coming out and consuming me wholeI've isolated myselfI speak to no oneNo matter how much I hurtOr how urgent there calls areIts the only way to keep them away from HellI'm weakThe demon is winningWith every strangled breath With every pitiful motionA pathetic excuse for a human that is meI'm not going to try I'm sorry but I'm giving upI'm not strongI'm just fighting a battle that I'll soon loseSo what's the point?The more demented and twisted I feelThe more insane I becomeThe more I plot others revenge that they don't deserveThe more I tell myself that these people have wronged me even though they never haveI don't want to be this wayFuck...