Alone

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Alone,

I hate being alone with only the voices in my head,

To talk to,

Being alone is like a bullet to the heart,

Because you know,

No one cares enough to notice you are there.

When I'm alone the demons scream in my mind,

An endless battle,

That rages deep inside my mind,

They tell me I'm worthless,

Ugly,

No good,

Fat,

Not worth of life.

I believe my demons when they scream,

I trust everything they say,

Because they are the only ones,

Who haven't left me all alone.

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