My Monster and Other Me


I am seen as that cute girl with a perfect mind,

A perfect smile,

A perfect life.

I am not that cutesy girl.

My monster tells me I am possessed by other me.

Other me tells me I am weak.

I sit in the corner without an easy mind.

I don't know why these things came into my brain,

But they do not want to leave.

I sit in the corner, belittled by my monster and other me.

All these scars I have obtained.

They are not from my monster, but only from me.

So I go through the day,

Ignoring insults being whispered by the monster and other me in my head.

I go on with my perfect life,

My perfect smile,

My perfect mind.

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