It could sense my fear
Of being rejected
And continuously mistreated
And it told me to run, shudder and just disappear
It could sense my anger
To those senseless people
To their dirty babble
And it told me to fight, scream and then sit at the corner
It could sense my weariness
To the things that they wanted me to do
To the places they wanted me to go too
And it told me to cry, close my eyes and lie senseless
It could sense my disappointment
Whenever I failed in my task
Whenever I try to remove my death mask
And it told me to leave my wounds for there’s no ointment
It could sense my happiness
When I could feel that I am loved
When all my works are approved
But then it told me it will soon end and will be useless
This monster inside me
Will never leave
Will always make me believe
That I will never be happy
