Don't even tell me because I already know. This fucking beast inside always ready to make a show. Never can I leave it behind, a definite part of me. It has controlled my life, it is destroying me. I don't need the drugs, because the rage, it gets me high. I didn't say I won't do them though, that would be a lie. Crashing inside my head the red it clouds my eyes. I always ruin what I value the most. Existing in hell, this is all that I know. Where the comfort lies YOU MADE ME!!! You can't help me. God help you. You can't help me. God help!