This is for you.

we look to scene one

the battle has begun

it is the war against herself.

it’s way too much for oneself

your thoughts

verse your heart

and what you know is right

lose your mind, you just might.

on the left side

we see demons that used to hide

in her locker

where they would mock her

but now, they’re not hiding

they are deciding

to torture her.

yelling and screaming their names at her

‘worthless!’ ‘pathetic!’ ‘fat!’ look in the mirror!

they screamed in the day and the night

‘you’re ours now, be careful we bite’

she asked for help

she cried and and screamed

‘please help save me!’

but no one could see

she was too far gone

the fears no longer off and on

they stuck all day

she never meant to fade away

it was ‘her’ fault  this was happening

her thoughts strangling

her mind

now theres blood dripping from her arm to the floor

this didn’t use to be her before

she’s lost all hope

she uses the pain to cope

but no, thats not enough for her.

she needs to feel, it turns to anger

she isolates herself from friends and family

those voices haven’t left yet

and i’ll bet

they won’t be leaving soon

they’ve made her mind into a cocoon

the mother does the best

for her daughter that’s depressed

she does what she can and all

but she doesn’t understand

she’ll never unsee what she saw

with blood on a knife in her little girls hand

she prays at her bedside

because she remembers

how the little girls father died

this same path, in 2003 the 23rd of December

“you’re worthless” “you’re pathetic”

she starting to believe these thoughts to be prophetic

“you’re fat & you’ll never be enough”

they tell her, you can’t handle this stuff

“go away” “no one wants you”

she thinks it to be true

all up to the moment of truth

with a bottle of pills

dumped out onto her hand

she hopes the pills will kill

but all of a sudden she hears a band

can this really be?

that they are afraid like me?

they know my fears

she couldn't see from all of the tears

they are saying its okay to be sick

the piano man

and the one with the sticks

someone finally understood

they said to stay alive

now she knew she could

lets go back to her mind

the devilish thoughts still there

but now there is a new kind

on the left side we see demons

but on the right we see angels

fighting for her legiance

the thoughts aren’t gone

but God heard her

and her mother’s prayers

because now she has someone to count on

God sent these two men

he knew their destiny

one exceptional good with a pen

the other hits the drums like weaponry

for us and our minds

to whom this may concern

i know, the thoughts burn

but now it’s your turn

to take what you know and have learned

on the right side of the mind

the angels of good thoughts are fighting

for you against what we know as our demon kind

and for this reason I’m writing

for this reason i’m alive

and for this reason

i am still try-ing

It is worth it.

because you are worth it

so promise me

that you will stay and see

all the amazing things you can do

you may not believe it,

but it’s true

there is this thing

called the skeleton clique

we all know our brains are sick

but that's Økay