Horrible Questions


Everything I've left behind,
Everything I see to come,
Is it worth what I've come to be?
When I look in the mirror do I see me?
Or the monster that I've finally let free?
Am I a human being or the thing I've come to see in my dreams?
A freak in the dark or a soul in the light?
Will I always live life with this fright?
Will I ever know the true love of sight or will I always have this battle to fight?
Ive become deranged. Been pulled and tugged into something strange.
I feel like a dog with mange,
will I ever be sane?
Or am I cursed to always live with this bane?
Will my life always feel so inane?

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