I somehow find myself , battling with my demons
My inner fears, hopeless dreams and insecure tears
I have always known, they tend to mix up into something evil
But noway , that can't be the real me
Those little demons..
I forgot about them but i knew
that someday it will be due
and then smiles expose sharp edged teeth
and the liquid I'm sipping on calls on the devil from beneath
I put him down to sleep
I thought I learned how to control him, but tonight he defeats
In the morning , I read the confusion on the faces
I'm trying to fix the damage and wipe out all its traces
I tell them it wasn't me
but maybe it was
a side of me locked up and wanting to scream
but i cant lose my skill to conceal
to hide what i really mean
its necessary
to hide how I really feel
what i really feel
Mariam N