Why can't any one see?
That I need help from the demons inside of me
The tear at my soul everyday,
The just never seem to go away
They make me do things I don't want to
Like drag a blade across my skin
They tell me that they like the blood
And make me do it again
They like to see me in pain
As horrible as it sounds
And even when I’m cutting for them
They make me press harder down
And even after everything I’ve done
To make them happy and pleased
They still want to drag me down
Till I’m begging on my knees
But there's something you should know
About the demons in my life
There not really demons
But the pain suffering and strife
