Let Me Smile
The demon lives in a dark room
Forming my wretched thoughts
The demon dances in a red dress
Seductively insisting mental rot
The demon rejects any emotion
To protect me from…well, myself
But is it the lacking inside that is real
With the yearning for blood that I felt
I pretend to be someone I am not
Sometimes it’s easier just to disappear
Everyone’s else’s lives look like a movie
Put on display for me to see and hear
One day, the demon will let me smile
Passing from languid rejection to glee
One day, the demon will lose his grip
And I won’t have to pretend to not be me
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