Shut Up

I told the voice inside my head
Be quiet now
Shut up your dread
I told the bitch
Who bothers me
Get off my shit
And let me be
She doesn’t listen
Doesn’t care
Enjoys herself
In misery’s wares
I turn away
Turn up the song
Think of something else
To make her gone
I waste my time
My efforts, thoughts
My great escape
Is all for naught
For days may pass
Perhaps days more
I feel her here
At every door
She whispers only
In my ear
You’re such a fuck up
I’m right here, dear


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