There is a devil on my shoulder
And he yells in my ears
He says that I'm ugly
That I should disappear
And he makes all my flaws
So incredibly clear
When I look in the mirror
He tells me I'm fat
When I am in public
He makes eyes appear
And when I try to speak
He fills me with fear
Words slide off his tongue
And stick to me like glue
So I wish and I pray
Just to start over new
He scoffs and he snickers
At what I've become
"You're a needy and withered
And fragile old bum.
You're only sixteen
With my words in your head
I've made your life hell
So you'd wish you were dead"
I jump back in surprise
For this was his plan
He was feeding me lies
And tore me apart
I forgot that my body
Is a work of art
My scars tell a story
My heart says I'm loved
My lungs give me air
And there's nothing to hate
That should give me a scare
My good friends still love me
And will always be there
I stop and I think
I stand and I stare
I open my chest
And I give him a glare
"All you have been
Is a monster to me
You won't let me be free
I am not ugly
And I am not fat
I am not stupid
So don't tell me that
For several long years
You've blinded my vision
You've broken my heart
Made my body a prison"
I let out a sigh
And I hold out my hand
He steps off my shoulder
And into my palm
"You can't be my monster
I want to be strong."
And with that he was gone
In a puff of black smoke
And a triumphant song
