Monster
Hiding the monster Is a smooth, white mask Made of a person Everyone thinks she should be A deception covering a fault The World's outcast Soul of shadows and hate Monster girl So different she must be weird Though they don't stop to think What makes her the monster It's them What they did That jaded her innocence Tore her into pieces And left her alone to bleed Darkened by their lies Their pretty poison No cure to the poison That she knows Cut out by the public As an evil creature Because of what she is No one ever stopped to think About what her shunning means could it be that the monster is not her But who she's pretending to be?
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