Annie and I

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She follows you everywhere,

wont let you rest in peace.

Keeps your nerves shot,

she will never give you release.

Stomach in a knot and hands in a bind,

you always worry about running out of time.

Violent shaking and sweaty palms,

trying speak out in a crowd,

and she never tries to calm.

She only makes you sweat,

over the little stuff you seem to fret.

No one really knows

because she cannot be seen.

Annie to no one you show

how can you be this way

when your only thirteen?

You have to pay

the price is steep.

Time has passed

while you lost sleep.

You've already crashed,

burned, and fell.

And your life is tormented

because she made it Hell.

You starved and cut your precious wrist

giving Annie all your power and hope.

Is she everything you wished?

Did she make you feel beautiful

and alive?

Are you truthful?

Do you want to say goodbye?

She told you its ok,

thats how you're supposed to be.

She is your demon

and you are her pawn,

playing her game

from dusk to dawn.

But you're okay.

She's your friend.

Until she makes you

meet your tormented end.

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