"Don't get me wrong. I'm not like what your mind think."

"Help"
24, July 2015
10:42Am. - 10:56Am.

I

Do I have to tell if what's my goddam life?

To feed my demons, challenge them for fight.

Do I have to hear those holistic angelic cries?

To rise my worthless soul in that dispersed sight.

II

It's that really too expensive to find that cure?

In a straight flat surface of vision blur.

Well, people around me seems not so sure

If what their beasts look-like beneath their fur.

III

But basically demons are just in ourselves

They'll never leave us, even in our fragile shells.

If you're not sure, talk vividly in yourself

Then you'll soon find out why I need some help.