You are the skeletons in my closet I keep shoved away for no one to see,
Along with the long shirts i wear to hide what you did to me,
you are the demon on my shoulder telling me what to say, how to walk, and the time of the day.
I will not let you come back into my life and wash everything away,
you and I will never take place.
 

                                                                                                        All mine