Diary Of A Pessimist

I'm a monster

I fear my fears,
I cry a million tears
but who the fuck cares

I wish you knew,
cause these drops of dew,
knows about me more than you

They saw the tears I shed
They saw the pain I Bled
They know that I'm dead

Not in real but from the inside,
The day you left was when I died.
And you'll never know how much I cried
And you'll never know how hard I tried
To control my screaming monster inside
yes, I'm a monster but not the monstrous one
I'm a monster with wet eyes and a messy bun
A monster not so good, A monster not so bad.
A monster who just wants to be dead.