I'm afraid that my dreams
Will come true
Because it seems
I end up being so blue
I always see darkness
Thinking I am dead
Then they're harmless
When they're out of my head
Sometimes, I kill myself
Others, I end up as a ghost
I want, to save myself
But, I become a host
Some believe that I have demos
Trying to make me cry
They're just screaming
Until I decide to die
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