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There's a villain in every story.
The wicked witch of the west,
A wicked witch of the east,
The evil step mother,
A monster, a beast.
What does the villain look like?
Some people may ask.
It doesn't always have a black cape,
Or a witch's broom,
Or a big and scary mask.
I have a villain on my own,
But she's kind of hard to see.
She has a really good disguise -
She looks a lot like me.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who's the fairest of them all?
Or maybe it's,
Monster, monster, inside of me,
Tell me, tell me, what you see
Rip me apart
Tear me to shreds
Make me a prisoner
Inside my own head
Tell me what I am
And tell me what I'm not.
Tell me what I need
And tell me what I got.
You bring out my scars
My sadness, fears and aggression.
You cause me a lot of envy
And leave me with depression.
Deprive me of confidence
Take away my self-esteem
Cause me to fear judgement
And make me yell and scream.
You taunt me with your words
Like this is some kind of game.
But when it comes down to it
There's no one else to blame.
This villain isn't a creature.
Or a devil sent from hell.
It isn't a witch or a demon, The villain is myself.
I try to fight it but it won't stop
It's never going to cease.
It's mean. It's a liar
I'm the beauty and the beast
There's a villain in ever story,
A statement that is true.
But how do you kill the monster,
When it lives inside of you?

- T.K

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