I’m a monster that what you say
But I didn’t become this monster in a day,
I didn’t become this by mistake,
It was also not on purpose,
I’m not mixing words when I say I’m a monster that you made.
You kept pushing me to the wall and now I’ve gone through it.
I’m no longer same;
I’m no longer who I use to,
I’m now an alien to those who knew me and its cos I’m a monster.
Let’s stop wasting words the truth is I’m no longer sane,
I’m no longer what I use to be,
I’m no longer me,
I know you don’t love what u see but its to your own making,
A monster made by you.
A monster looking so cool but I’ll still burn down this room.
I wasn’t born broken,
You broke me so let me live and stop pestering me,
I’m a monster you made doesn’t mean I want you far away,
Fix me and let’s be together again.
Explanation:
I guess many of us have been pushed to the wall by people that surround us and when we lash out on them they start to see us as monsters. Well we are monsters they made, monsters by what they call mistakes but they repeatedly do. We really don't hate them but we just want these guys pushing our buttons to stop and we may just end up being friends with them.
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