Angry little bitch you say that’s what I am who made me this way it was you in a room locked behind bars I sit here with your picture and an ice pick poking holes into your face with a smile on mine this makes me feel sane shhh they don’t know that I have this if they did they would strap me down to a bed and inject liquid into me liquid that kills my spirit and that is slowly killing me do you know they think im crazy funny ain’t it I hear them talking about me when they think that I am asleep do they know I have always been like this but I kept it a secret poke poke hehehehe I wish you were here so I could inflict horrific pain the same pain that you caused me shh don’t tell them I’m here I’m hiding so they can’t see and I won’t let you know where I am either just don’t look in your closet or under your bed wherever you go I will always be in your head I'm you and your me but with the medication you push me aside but once again I coming out you can't hide me forever I'm going to ruin your life but shhh don’t tell anyone heheheheBirth sign: Aries
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