I don’t know why this is happening? I don’t want to die! But lately I’ve been contemplating, my own suicide. Got that tricky demon whispering, living in my mind. Make the world swallow me whole, I really want to hide!
It tells me lots of lies, to make me think I’m bad. Makes me think I shouldn’t be around you all, which is very sad. This monster causes such calamity, please get it out of my head. It’s getting rather dangerous! I think it wants me dead?!
It tells me I’ve been gruesome, unruly and untoward. It pokes my nervous system, and I’m not feeling assured! Screams through my shell, demanding a reward, because I’ve not yet succumbed, I’m not yet in a morgue.
Why does it want me to hurt myself, I’ll promise to stay inside! I won’t put my atrocities on the world outside. You’ve beaten me enough now, I don’t have any pride. I don’t have much emotion, I’m even all out of cries.
So please you little devil, don’t make feel this way. Think you could give me a little break today? I’ll keep myself locked up, I’ll throw the key away. In this isolated bubble, I know I must stay!