monster

she seeks from me a feeling of peace i am darkness a disease

can comfort come from a beast how can i understand these things

a meekness i could never see the weakness deep inside is me

the cold demeanor the constant need to leave is the reason i bleed

how can this existince be so fucked up constanly trying to get unstuck

when we say its ruff u think outta luck but i mean like on a constant cluck

never enough always something never any rest yes were always hunting

and our wills so good but we cant seem to escape this life or this hood

its irrational and quite unnerving how long we can go on so undeserving

still we strive to see another day knowing it will all remain the same

ready for a new dream as we realize it that theres no magical scheme

this is life stuck in the cycle scared of the alternative to survival

trapped like rats constantly stifeled by are own constant denial

so we pack the pipe full chase away the bittter nights cold

is it right to numb the pain inside to avoid one more day of suicide

so say no but sum say yes numb that shit deep in your chest

but the best would say its an avoidance hence a frailty

suck it up and stop acting like a fucking baby yeah maybe

its a cache 22 i can be numb or i can be like you

am i free if i were my own shackles haunted by taunts and cackles

well answer me assholes am i a monster or something more natural