They Said I Was Sick

They said I was sick
They said that it’s bad
They said not to worry
They said I could heal

They said I was sick
That they would find a cure
But they don’t understand
This sickness is me

I am this sickness
It’s a part of me
It’s who I am
Why can’t you see?

That I don’t understand
But I don’t want it to stop
If you cure this disease
You get rid of me

Because without this parasite
This girl in my head
This depression of mine
I may as well be dead

I need her right there
To whisper to me
To talk of the things
She will make me do

And yes, I hate her
She makes me sick
She’s the monster inside
But I need her there

She’s what makes me me
She’s always been there
I’ve controlled her before
But now she’s stronger than me

And she will whisper to me
And she’s always been there
And I’ve always been fine
So what has changed now?

Why is it suddenly
That she is not right?
That she makes me sick?
That I’m losing the fight?

You know that she hurts
She destroys my world
Makes it collapse
Into her creed

She defines me
She is the voice
She is inside me
And you cannot destroy

What it means to have her
To murmur to me
To tell me that one day
I will have the world

Will have the skies
And the sun and the moon
And the billion grey ghosts
Of the world and the hope

And yes, I hate her
She makes me sick
She’s the monster inside
But I need her there

They said I was sick
She said I fine
They said I was sick
But this sickness is mine

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