The real monster (Original)
In the middle of the texts I try to express myself,
The pain, the anguish and all the suffering,
But there is no word that fits,
What I really mean.
There is a pain,
There is something in the world,
Something very wrong,
That nobody knows how to handle.
Then they invent their gods,
But deep down, no one can escape.
When faced with reality,
The darkness dominated my heart,
I'm good for people,
But a monster to myself.
Author: Daiany Nascimento
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