A lot of the time I feel as if I'm on my own
But even though I feel empty, I'm never alone
I have demons inside me, my mind is their home
They mess with my head.
They tell me I'm better off dead.
I try to cloud them out with kindness.
But I cannot drown my demons, they know how to swim.

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