(Self Harm)
I see the sun come into my room the next morning making me groan. I get up from my position on the floor that I had gotten into last night because I wasn't used to sleeping on a bed. After getting up I decided to get dressed and head downstairs to the kitchen.
I was walking around downstairs when I spotted a room that said music. Intrigued I open the door to see multiple instruments. Smiling to myself I walk over to the drums and take a seat on the stool. I grab a pair of drumsticks. Taking out my phone and putting my earphones on as a song plays. I begin playing the drums and start to sing.
I wanna be your slave
I wanna be your master
I wanna make your heartbeat
Run like rollercoasters
I wanna be a good boy
I wanna be a gangster
'Cause you can be the beauty
And I could be the monsterI love you since this morning
Not just for aesthetic
I wanna touch your body
So fucking electric
I know you scared of me
You said that I'm too eccentric
I'm crying all my tears
And that's fucking pathetic
I wanna make you hungry
Then I wanna feed ya
I wanna paint your face
Like you're my Mona Lisa
I wanna be a champion
I wanna be a loser
I'll even be a clown
Cause I just wanna amuse ya
I wanna be your sex toy
I wanna be your teacher
I wanna be your sin
I wanna be a preacher
I wanna make you love me
Then I wanna leave ya
'Cause baby I'm your David
And you're my Goliath
Because I'm the devil
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a lawyer
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a killer
Who's searching for redemption
I'm a motherfucking monster
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a bad guy
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a blond girl
Who's searching for redemption
I'm a freak that
Is searching for redemption
I'm a motherfucking monster
Who's searching for redemption
I wanna be your slave
I wanna be your master
I wanna make your heartbeat
Run like rollercoasters
I wanna be a good boy
I wanna be a gangster
Cause you can be the beauty
And I could be the monster
I wanna make you quiet
I wanna make you nervous
I wanna set you free
But I'm too fucking jealous
I wanna pull your strings
Like you're my telecaster
And if you want to use me I could be your puppet
'Cause I'm the devil
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a lawyer
Who's searching for redemption
And I'm a killer
Who's searching for redemption
I'm a motherfucking monster
Who's searching for redemption
I wanna be your slave
I wanna be your master
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Institute For Troubled Boys
RomanceI am not going to explain seeing as it will spoil the first chapter so just trust me and read.