She doesn't like the night time
When she's laying in her bed
Because it's when the demons appear
And crawl into her head
They'll whisper things to her
Deep inside her brain
They'll play with her emotions
And make her feel like she's insane
They'll drink up all her worry
And feed on her self-doubt
And soon what once were whispers
Now have turned into shouts
That no one could ever love her
How could they when she is broken
And that all the kind things people said
Were just lies that they had spoken
They'll tell her she not good enough
That she is sad and weak
And soon she starts believing
Everything they speak
And when the dawn is breaking
And the sun starts shining through
She begins to question
Everything she ever knew

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