____________ is on my mind, yet again.
I am still here.
Just like your God, I will never leave you.
Call me and I'll be there to drive you home.
I will come running if you ever need a way out.
To hide me, is to hide yourself.
To expose me, is to expose yourself.
To rid me, is to rid yourself.
You will have to choose.
Be honest -
Your prayers haven’t done much.
Your friends don’t know about me.
Maybe it is because you like having me around.
You have always craved attention.
They might tell you that I am a mental illness,
but maybe this is the real you.
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