The Monster

I’ve awoken in a crowded place

Too tired to even recognize a single face

How could something be so great,

If I can’t even remember a single date?

Where am I and what have I done?

It all seemed like so much fun…

But here I am with no place to go

With not enough friends and too many foes

I’ve grown to hate myself and what I’ve become

The addictions have torn me apart and then some

The monster inside keeps me alive

Some days I wonder if I can even survive

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