Will this thing inside my head ever leave?
Will this thing inside my head be quiet?
I find it hard to believe,
That such a small boy can make a riot.
If blood is shed,
Would you let me go?
Would you fear me?
Or could you hear me?
This body never will suffice.
He takes control.
Makes my heart turn to ice.
Keeping most things at bay,
For if I lose my mind,
It will only be my dismay.
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