Monsters

is this the monster that I feed?

An insecurity I feel I know.

i burn bridges when I need.

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Hiding behind masks, I bleed,

this people pleaser I see grow -

is this the monster that I feed?

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Raised without boundaries I’ve agreed,

all I see is you within my glow.

i burn bridges when I need.

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With sweaty palms I do concede

am I here, my fear, my foe?

is this the monster that I feed?

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I cannot face my shame and greed

but won’t remain my ego’s echo.

I burn bridges when I need.

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No longer a slave to be freed,

my bottled wrath is now for show:

is this the monster that I feed?

I burn bridges when I need.