All of these monsters are inside my head.
See I don't want to say voices because they aren't.
Or demons as the people say.
My demons are constantly running.
Medication is required.
But all meds do is make you a zombie.
And zombies are monsters, are they not?
So I'm running from all of my nightmares.
All of my fears.
But there's too many of them.
Some may call it paranoia.
I call it insanity.
Thinking about these things constantly.
They say, "It's just a teenage thing."
Something everyone goes through at this age.
But is it really?
Because I can fake everything you can.
I can mimic your voice.
I can mimic your smile.
Don't think I don't already.
So tell me, is it really "just a phase"?
All poems ARE made by me. UNLESS I put a picture of the poem and then write it out. But yeah, don't steal them. -.-